They spoke of a God they didn’t know
Claiming a power they couldn’t show
Yet they’ll say I’ve gone to Hell
In eternal flames my soul will dwell
Having spent my life in utter gloom
They’ll have me suffer eternal doom
Oh chosen children of God
What a friendly and hopeful facade
Tell me of miracles but show me none
Make me thankful for all He’s done
Convince me I’m not too evil to save
No wonder I’ve rushed to see my grave
Valentine's Fall 