Virasate Madness

Our children are good.

They put their head on their ground every day several times.

They cover their legs, their head and no part of their body shows.

They are full of fear of God.

Full of fear of God.

Oh they are so good.

We beat them when they laugh and run and play.

Our children are so good.

We tell them not to show

Any skin.

The body is just sin

Because God is watching

And will put them in hell

If they find any pleasure in life.

So good, so good, so good.

Oh so good, so good, so good.

So, Not good.

Oh, so anxious, so anxious

Unable to think,

unable to breathe

Oh but they are so good so good so good.

They marry who we tell them!!

Yahoo we are so good, our family name so good.

They study what we tell them.

Our family name so good, so good.

They can barely touch another human

So good so good so good.

And they are afraid of their body

So good so good so good,

Married to their parents

An extension of their parents

So good so good so good.

Oh! my darling son stabbed a girl

Not my baby!

She must have been a witch

Oh! my daughter cuts her arms!

Bad girl bad girl bad girl!

Let’s get her married to a rapist

To stop her feeling lonely

So good so good so goodA

And the good men kill the bad women

who dare to smile in the Virasate madness

So good, so good, so good!

But the bad ones

They need MORE religion

Better teaching of religion!

Let’s start when they are in the womb

Let’s cut their body parts out

Then they can’t feel anything

ANYthing except TAJALLI!

CLAP CLAP CLAP!!

Numb, High, Good, Robots

In the Verasate Madness