Just because god is dead
Doesn't mean he's gone away
Your hate and love are fastened to him
Whatever you call father
Even if you never knew him
God is the absent umbrella father
Of whom you are ashamed
A child you wind up rejecting
Never knowing when he'll show up
Wanting money or just to hold you
Where did you come from father
We would not have been friends as kids
You with your stories and me with my sins
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