Hell Awaits Hostage Life

i’ve said it before and I’ll say it again/
I would never trust a pregnant virgin and I wouldn’t take one single text to be the truth because to believe I’d need to see a mountain of proof/
christ, and your imaginary friends will love me to the bitter end/
I’m sure when I die hell awaits me/
I don’t spit or shit on anybody’s faith until some judgmental fuck gets up in my face and tells me I’m destined to burn because how I think is impure and he damns me to darkness because I don’t see the light/
he swears that I’ll suffer until the end of time and I will defend any human being’s right to believe in anything even that which makes no sense to me but I will fight for control of what I hear and see and I’ll deny any church pushing its rules on me/
my spirituality can’t be organized but since you’ve set the boundaries and all the guidelines hell awaits me/
yes, I’m sure when I die hell awaits me but in that lake of fire I’ll be fast asleep/
don’t pray for me, pray you’re right/
pray something’s been listening at night/
two thousand years of guilt and war won’t convince me that death will bring reward/
don’t waste your breath on my damned soul/
reach for that hand that you can’t hold/
don’t waste your breath on me.