To the artist, how can we ever repay?
Shall we be your toys, oh lord?
for you, shall we entertain?
Please pay us no heed lord,we thank you for your disdain.
You need not speak lord,we are not worthy of such attention.
Like loyal pets; we lick your hand,
even if it is the source of our infliction.
War, molestation, famine, and disease
only strengthen our faith in you.
How could someone not see this too?
We grovel at your feet lord, how dare they call you a fraud!
How dare they speak against thee! a kind and loving god.
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