A prayer was made at the altar --
a prayer no one could hear.
A sacrifice had been promised
of someone all held dear.
But not one soul would take the knife,
and do the wicked deed:
to take that life, an unearned life
and speak the evil creed.
They dragged the victim to the rim
of an old volcano.
Just one kick would be all it took;
still, they all said, "Hell no!"
What kind of beastly deity
could fault them for failing?
The kind whose sense of right and wrong
is fucked beyond ailing.
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