I want to talk about a religion
It's sprouting up everywhere
'Tis a vlie little set of rules and beliefs
Based on Godless heathens
The group I speak of is Atheism
They call themselves Atheists
Now it's not that they don't believe
It's to say that they believe in nots
They believe in not praying
They believe in not preaching
They believe in never shutting their eyes
They have no trust
They won't submit
They're all high on their own logic
They believe in no God
so
They believe in no hope
so
They believe you cannot succeed
Now if you're a believer like me
And oh believe me; I am
Then let me ask you one simple question:
Do you believe a word I just said?
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