40 Days (Atheism)

December 19, 2013

Dead man walking

Sentened by the boss

Look who's talking

Sorry for the loss

Dead man walking

We'll get there somehow

But where are we now?

Let's get rolling

Haven't got all day

It's controlling

Now that we can pray

Let's get rolling

We'll see through the haze

In forty days

God is calling

We destroyed his Earth

Sky is falling

Crucifixions worth

Dead man calling

Nothing has changed

Isn't that strange?

So what was the craze

For Forty Days?

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