If a Reaper
Has a blessing
Then it's
'probly aching from the laughing
At the site of all the seekers
At the site of all the seekers
Chasing their a**a**in
As they kneel before a butcher
And beg to skip the bloodshed
Makes a Reaper wonder
What the f** they're thinking
If a Reaper
Learns a lesson then it's
Keep the Angels
Second-guessing
While you stuff the poseurs
Back into bodies
We all know God
Is a s**er for a monkey
She'd 'probly love it
If heaven were a jungle
Makes a Reaper wonder
What the f** she's feeling
If a Reaper
Has a question:
What beast keeps
Its pulpits in the clouds,
Its children in the bunkers?
Makes a Reaper wonder
Who you're calling "Father"