Only an Atheist can correct a Christian.
Otherwise we're told what we are told.
We believe all the litany of others,
their views are the mold of our old.
Castrate my body, deliver my soul,
And faithfully they'll fix my birth.
We'll all go to Hell and remembering creation,
Burn ourselves back to our dirt.
Their God is a merciful Liar,
For they write who they want It to be.
It's grace is an all exclusive grace
It will forever inerrantly judged me.
The Champs write the stories for us all.
She's a virgin if they say she is a virgin.
Small wonder they distort their own book,
even the writers confuse his true origin.
God loves all of the people.
Just people have warped the true God.
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