Atheists Have Songs Too - Rykarda Parasol

Since my soul cannot be saved

I guess ill go in to my grave

And wake up in a world of flame

And wake up in world of flame

Fire and brimstone, thistle and thorn

I never believed since the day I was born

Come sit beside me under any old tree

And under any tree ask me any old thing

So flesh and flesh and bone and bone

That is all I’ll ever know …

Fire and brimstone, thistle and thorn

I never believed since the day I was born

Suffering is life’s common thread

Woven in veins of roman red

Say: «Pain no more.

Pain no more!»