Procreation of the Wretched - Discreation

Behold what you have brought into being

Behold what you call the will of your god

I look at your creation

With utter disgust

Blood on the sand

Under an indifferent sun

I look at your existence

With total contempt

Victim of false prophets

Simple views easy to fall for

Deprivation and torture

Rape and execution

Shoreless distress, amputation

The unbelievers fate

Your ideology, pitiful

Primitives of the lowest order

What you call a state

Nothing but a tragedy

Procreation of the wretched

Procreation of the wretched