lord the word is hindu
abc's and mysic pizza
hindu met buddha in third world
he came over and smoked something
hindu hung cross around jesus's neck when he was lonely
mytsic temple doers walk behind me but look in the wind
mary had a son i had a sun i am a sun follow duck walk
right into the moment quack quack quack
old bellowing drunk baptized me in god's urine old river smell
old lady gypsy yet cards loaded and dipped
my mother fell off a tree in heaven she broke me
i am still mending quack quack quack lord come over lets make a deal
i will give hell let us say for one of those halos i am shiit with that
lord let us have drink i will drink your blood you drink mine
i am heaven but why do i die why do i lord
and you are up

I too, have resentment towards religion.
That's my take, good work