bloody rainBloody rainBloody rainThe priest stood up and said God was the blameI didnt felt anything. Hate nor shameBloody rainNext to him I stabbed my wife. She didnt even cryShe knew it was her fault. She wanted to dieBloody rainThe priest looked to heaven and started to prayBut God knew that with his soul he would payBloody rainThe priest fell down. My heart felt weakTears were falling down on my cheekBloody rainTo God my soul I sellI fell down on my knees and cried out loud.God sent me to heaven, or let me rot in hellNothing happened. Nothing broke. No earth no cloud.