Thursty murder is befitted to god The creator of universe has the right to k** all Trample the mankind as worms Oh I feel this spiritual need Soe people see loving father in him Non suspecting what lives in hell Someone can say I believe only in myself I cannot say who o them is worse The act of god they will die Crushed damned unforgiven We are created for carnage Paradise blooms when we die If he has k**ed his only son Why do you think he loves you?