他们每个人都有同样的工作

每当上帝感到困倦

互相争吵

Stele with names carved 

Names carved on a stone 
A stele made for the dead 
Denoting the hunters or the fighters
 Chasing to kill innocent animals 
Or fighting the lives of  people 
For dying brutal or dying cruel 

I know they are all in heaven now
Both the killed and the killers 
Each of them has to do a job 
In front of the altars of equality 
Whenever God feels  sleepy
To quarrel with one another 

A stele with their names carved
Reminding everyone to remember 
This fact should clearly be in a head

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