O God! Are you pleased
When I knock them, pin them
Make them bleed?
I hope he knows it’s just for him!
O God! Are you pleased
When I cut them, slay them
Bring them peace?
I hope he knows it’s just for him!
O God! Were you pleased?
Now am dead, but I was brave
I did as you had speak
Here my soul waits on your gate
O, little did he know
That God is pleased,
Seeing the atheist
Help the old lady cross the street.
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