Forgive me, God substitutions were lame
He who would valiant be 'gainst all disaster,
Let him in constancy follow a Master.
There's no discouragement shall make him once relent
His first avowed intent to be an Atheist.
Who so beset him round with cheerful stories
Do but themselves confound - his strength the more is.
No foes shall stay his might; though he with giants fight,
He will make good his right to be an Atheist.
Since science doth defend us on it's merit,
We know we in the end, may sense inherit.
Then falacies flee away! I'll fear not what men say,
I'll struggle night and day to be an Atheist.
He who would valiant be 'gainst all disaster,
Let him in constancy follow a Master.
There's no discouragement shall make him once relent
His first avowed intent to be an Atheist.
Who so beset him round with cheerful stories
Do but themselves confound - his strength the more is.
No foes shall stay his might; though he with giants fight,
He will make good his right to be an Atheist.
Since science doth defend us on it's merit,
We know we in the end, may sense inherit.
Then falacies flee away! I'll fear not what men say,
I'll struggle night and day to be an Atheist.
