Never believed in any deity
Promulgated self-worship in my poetry
Private God was created in my image
Already love my mirrored visage

Religion is not for the unfaithful
Only the pious behave differently
I am personally grateful
I'm the savior of my own poetry

Threatened to be struck dead
Waiting for your God to go ahead
Scares me most what's inside a fanatics head
I'll continue to believe in me instead