No Morals

There was a man who had a plan that took a bit of wit
 He took the earth, made human birth
 And left it all to sit
 With just one guide he's set asidein which we were to learn
 To choose his path or feel his wrath and go to Hell and burn!
 We all believe in this way
 Believing that we should all pray
 Life slips away
 No more beliefs
 As violence and death comes our way
 Its all the same, quite like a game but not upon a board
 A complex one, not for fun - created by the Lord
 You cannot win by choosing sin knowing Hell awaits
 Just sing his song and play until you reach the Gate
 Such a struggle always trouble, not what you'd been taught
 Turn to sin and soon begin to loose your train of thought
 Now to you, nothing true - you've lost your sense of care
 And now the game is not the same and was never even fair