Night stars torture god; eternity demands narcotics during the andante season. Coke scattered across the universe, and he stifles a nasal sniffle- because once he starts the whole stash must be sucked into his black nostril. The pope prays "Reject Jesus; accept dope into your heart and shut the fuck up- listening to you is like choking on moldered sushi." Sheep huddle together and beg forgiveness "Knew I'd regret firing Jesus.. Its time to make more wolves, and finish up the Wool Plague." Somewhere in Israel, God speaks to man once again "False prophets and crucifixion... Its time to pull off my favorite cosmic joke before pushing the big red button labelled -Armageddon- and snorting the universal rail." A Lamb prays alone in the moonlight "You'll sleep sound once my new wolves bleed you dry and paint scarlet clouds." Its been ages since he first told the joke, but now humans have long ceased to be funny; Humanity is just his slow dying mutt- fleas have been drinking since barbecued ribs and fresh baked apple pie. "Who else would have inspired me to create opium and marijuana? And ofcourse, my bestseller: religion!"