May never God ever hand,
People of one religion to the others,
How lost are families from families,
How lost are brothers from fathers?

But light will come, it will hit some,
Those playing arp will hit the drum,
Clarity comes every day, it’s so awesome,
Some say how it happens, say wow some.

Oh dear of foreign faith, come home, visit
Take a visit to this forest, with trees exquisite,
Convert to this faith, don’t like it? Go back,
Cause flexibility in this faith we don’t lack.

In this faith are stories of roses and thorns,
And angels that sing for all gone by and newborns,
In this faith, you’ll find lightness and happiness,
And will leave you doubt and weird crappiness.

Why preach so secretly? So they may not desecrate,
Cause you’ve to embrace the secret to know the secrete,
In Christian faith is all charm, it’s but a painful story,
So sleep to the songs of hallelujah, let go, don’t worry.

All come to play their part in this world and say,
But some priests only know to sing and pray.

My dear faith is not what you think it is, it was,
You’ll learn to love it, and love what’s within laws.

The humanity’s not to settle in the forever rows,
So just be wise when it comes to faith that you chose,

In Christianity, there’s no son father mother sister,
There’s no ruler here, every lover here is an A-lister,

I hardly invite people to my faith, cause they’re precious
We made these tacos, eat and tell if they’re delicious