An Atheist Hymn For all us Atheists
Offline Should We Atheists Use the Lyrics Below as our own ATHEIST HYMN?
Stained glass windows keep the cold outside
While the hypocrites hide inside
With the lies of statues in their minds
Where the Christian religion made them blind
Where they hide
And prey to the God of a bitch spelled backwards is dog
Not for one race, one creed, one world
But for money
Effective
Absurd
Do you pray to the Holy Ghost when you suck your host
Do you read whos dead in the Irish Post
Do you give away the cash you cant afford
On bended knees and pray to lord
Fat pig priest
Sanctimonious smiles
He takes the money
You take the lies
This is religion and Jesus Christ
This is religion cheaply priced
This is bibles full of libel
This is sin in eternal hymn
This is what theyve done
This is your religion
The apostles were eleven
Now theres a sod in Heaven
This is religion
Theres a liar on the altar
The sermon never falter
This is religion
Your religion
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And yet, as funny, accurate, and well written as they are, I remain convinced that the best way to fight organized religion is NOT to become an organized religion, nor is it a good idea to adopt trappings that make us seem like a religion.
Seriously, every time someone does this, all it does is give yet more ammunition to the crowd screaming 'Atheism is a Religion TOO!" So I ask everyone, politely, to please stop trying to make Atheism look increasingly more like a religion.
When you say it like that you make it sound so Sinister...
No.
Our revels now are ended. These our actors, | As I foretold you, were all spirits, and | Are melted into air, into thin air; | And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, | The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces, | The solemn temples, the great globe itself, - Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, | And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, | Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff | As dreams are made on, and our little life | Is rounded with a sleep. - Shakespeare
NO / YES .... me god has no master ....
Here's an old atheist hymn, a prog rock song called "L'Evoluzione" - Evolution by the Italian band Banco del Mutuo Soccorso.
Here's the lyrics translated from Italian by GOOGLE TRANSLATOR, so don't expect it to be perfect...
EVOLUTION
Try, try to think a little 'different
nothing to the large building was
but has been created by itself
fiber cells and heat energy.
Rotate a cloud inside the earth
hot tends to inflate the members.
Ah, the birth mother is ready
already Inarco the womb
wants a child and will
son of land and power.
Gray layers of lava and coral
humid skies and colors
behold the world is breathing
mosses and lichens green sponge of land
are the greenhouse to shoot to come.
Tell beings sea vomit
pushed heaps on a rotten beaches
flocks turbid earth houses
trailing climb on their fellow
and the time change bodies flaccidi
in useful forms to survive.
A paltry green sun melts
ferns among young spores charges
sound and free moving in a circle
spirals noise in virgin.
And I still that stupid to believe
who tells me that the flesh is dust.
And if the fossil skull of an atavistic
rediscovers forms that look like me
Adam then no longer exist
and seven days only son to create few
and now tell me if my genesis
was the other men or quadrumani.
Adam is dead now and my genesis
is not of men but quadrumani.
Alto, a pattern Alcione
stride on brooms and the sea
now the sun knows who heat.