The rain falls like tears from god washing the sins out of the soul renewing a long lost pact between between man and god
Let the world flood with rain from above, the world it's full of sin and it needs to be cleanse, start a new morning with a brand new sun
There's not god not until we are in peril then we look at the sky and ask god to help us and when thing turn worst we dare say god abandon us
We have so many names and so many believe he most be laughing and crying for us and the fools that in his many name we have become
We had shed the blood and hate our own brothers when they don't share the same believe as us and with bloody hands we praised god
We have shape god into our likeness giving him men attributes perfecting god to fit our individual needs and desires for immortality
God don't speak for we had been speaking for him for so long that when he actually speak his voice it's nothing but like the passing wind
We blame god for the evil of this world when it was actually us who created evil for it was out of pride and hate Abel was killed by Cain
We use god to fulfill our own selfish goals and desires for domination of those we believe to be lesser human beings and condemn them to hell's fire
We seek god only on Sunday, the rest of the week I can sin As long as Sunday comes and I get down on my knees and ask for forgiveness
Let the rain fall and wash our multiple sin, let us see trough our own blindness and realize that there's only one god and all the gods are one
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