God, Yahweh and Allah (English Version) Who are these gods who preach what’s right While all they build is false and slight We build them temples, proud and grand Yet blood still stains their sacred land It’s hate that makes them take a stand Not love — just wars they understand Faith is a beast that feeds on flame It shifts its form but stays the same No cure, no rule can make it tame It swallows all without a name Outside the clan, it spreads its brand Where “good” turns evil through the land Oh God, I do not curse your name But those who preach and stake their claim With lifted hands, they shout your name Then march to war and fan the flame At a crossroads, dark and grim A voice revealed a future dim That in an age still yet to come This endless war won’t be undone They’ll tear apart, again, once more Believing death will be the door To paradise they’re fighting for