they use to worship me as an idol, kissed my ass with service see? and a smile
but now they're all burnin me with their fire...
i cried in sadness... they never heard the screams... they were stifled
every single one of the villagers below as im blazin
use to praise me in holy celebration in hopes that their souls would be saved in
heaven... i was the god that controlled their little fates and
was almighty!!! BEHOLD THE GOD OF AGES!!!
they use to bow and press right up under my feet
because they were blessed by the presence of me!!!
they'd invade places of other faiths... with my crest stitched upon their sleeves... forced them to convert... if not they cut off the heads of those who didnt believe!!
then one mourning i heard talk over yonder
of a new religion with a god who could walk upon water.
his name was Jesus Kites or something of sorts
and there was a story of him giving crumbs to the poor
people of a whole town using one loave of bread... and my followers complaint
"our god's never done that before!"
soon talked of more stories of this new religion
how it was wonderful and those who followed it were called christians
how the whole world was converting with it!!!
then they gathered around me... each one heating a torch
preaching and screaming "your not needed anymore!!
for we are now christians and shall burn you with hatred!! damn you!!
for in the bible it is a sin to praise a statue!!"
they lit me and as i blackened and flamed to ashes
as my wooden supports and bases crashes
i realize i am no longer a god or an idol... i whimpered
"i am not a god... i am now but a pile of cinders"....
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