Letra de It's The Day Of Atonement, 2001 - Dayna Kurtz

It's the Day of Atonement, two thousand one
And I'm sorry for anything I might have done
I'm sorry for everything we've left to do
I'm sorry we're still so confused

Well, I never had faith
So, we'll never be safe
We never were safe anyway
It's just that the veil was ripped from our face
On such a beautiful day

Mohamed is pacing
When he isn't kneeling
Jesus can't talk
He's too busy weeping
Yahweh's a mother
Who sighs at the ceiling
If only they knew how good it could've been

It's the day of atonement two thousand four
Would Jesus be happy we evened the score
You hypocrites, bullies who profit from war
May your gods all spit on your graves

I say all of you gods
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Tell your squabbling children
Whatever the color or call
They can all go to hell
If there is such a thing
Go to hell
Have it out
Have a ball

Mohamed is pacing
When he isn't kneeling
Jesus can't talk
He's too busy weeping
Yahweh's a mother
Who sighs at the ceiling
If only you knew how good it could've been

I say all of you gods
Tell your squabbling children
Whatever the color or call
They can all go to hell
If there is such a thing
Go to hell
Have it out
Have a ball