Frantic

Faith is such a tender thing,
Like the tips of a diamond wing.
Like sounds of angels singing praises,
Same with all the hell it raises.

Size shows no deciding factor,
except who bombs who fast or faster.
Wars over religion? What the hell,
Just cause your oil doesn't sell?

Stand strong on the hill of battle,
Keep your tail in line with others.
Be the snake, commit the rattle,
Kill your faith, destroy your brothers.