Playtime

Little children come out and play
the reaper comes for you today
Death awaits you when you're old
younger if you'd be so bold
Do the drugs the dealer sells you
get real high like your mother tells you
Heaven waits for you they say
a faceless god to which they pray
A dead society into which you're born
Even worse when from it you're torn
Murder and lust is what you get
greed and violence-better yet
Those good souls will Jesus save
bury the fools in one mass grave
God's so good and he really cares
but he doesn't answer your fucking prayers
Lies we're told from our birth
that god created this "good" earth
It's only purpose is to deceive
if this is it I don't want to believe