Prestaged

Our lives are prestaged From the moment of birth The instant that we arrive Here on God's Earth For God has preset things Way before we are born Decided our fates With a toot of Gabe's horn We are predestined And we are presumed Children of God So by Him we are groomed All that we ever do Was set up way before We came to this place Through Time's open door So we open our eyes And look around in our wonder Has this omnipotent God Been found guilty of blunder? For this world reeks of evil With a smell that is foul No wonder our lives here Begin with a howl So howling like wolves From our births til we've aged Every choice and it's outcome By our God was prestaged