Eden of Sinners

 

Oh what a glory to see the Gods from across the worlds gather for a feast
Gods cloaked in fire, half human like, ones rumbling like thunders...
Discussing religion and peace they dine in the heavens above
While men disguised as Gods kill each other.

Let the blood overflow  the streets like wines
Drink it up for there is more than enough to fill the World filled with hatred
Cover the blood on the hands with the religious books
For the hypocrites twist, transform and preach the little they understand
The little they digest for their minds and bellys are full of deceit and vomit for the dogs

Was it she crying and praying? Pleading with the Lord?
Or was that pain from being stabbed over the womb of pain
Should I call the women lucky coz they weren't allowed into the Mosques?
Or should I mourn along their side for the lost souls of my brothers.

Paint Jesus in red they said, let the old Church walls dance to the music of the bullets
Rounds after rounds synchronized with the Hymns of Resurrection
Could someone tell the little ones, their prayers are unheard
For the Gods above are feasting.

In the streets the brothers raped their mother,
Let her lie in front of the world naked and in shame
Such monstrosity draped around the Religion,
Oh Mother, hang your head down in shame
For the Eden He created is swarming with Sinners,
like maggots they cover the entire garden
This Eden of Sinners.
 

 If only there was one big book, one religion and one God. 

Would the World had mourned for the dead on the day of God?