I wrote the start of a new Kingdom song:
Genocide, sweet genocide, does our Lord provide!
He does not feel sorry for little babies,
They grow up wicked and spread like rabies.
He kills the homos and lesbians too,
As well as the Muslim, Christian and Jew.
So beg to Jehoovah that he spares your ass,
Keep giving your money, time, car and gas.
Keep yourself busy and your heart weeping,
Shun your family and kids, let them die bleeding.
Do all these things you might save your own skin,
For that's all you really care about in the end.