Creepy Haikus

Some say water's pure
Water cleans and purifies
Fire cleanses all

Pretty things burn well
Not that they're more flammable
They're just fun to burn

Musics food for the soul
I suppose people have tastes
Mine tastes like murder

The sun gives us light
The moon creates tidal waves
Stars leave us alone

I envy the dead
They are free of pain and strife
But I do eat them

Hell is underground
Heaven floats above our heads
This must be limbo

You need light to see
But don't look into the sun
You will be blinded

The hardest granite
Can still be cut by diamonds
Jesus is long dead