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"