I am the second coming, See the masses all come running,
All the idiots so below me, all trying just to see,
The greatest living being, the world has ever seen,
For two-thousand years, people come I am here.

Curses exit my open mouth, Feelings pent pouring out,
In a world of ignorance, Blessed art thou simpletons,
Waiting for them all to die... I ask why
Hatred stems from lack of love, No help received from above,
Surrounded by mindless horde, I abstain from getting bored.

Discerning only lack of though, My intentions will be sought,
Killing only to appease, ridding us of disease,
Sight is lost never found... I was wrong

Tears of trodden, Selfish and used

Unforgiving tortured abused,
Don't ask me for methods and reasons,
I am the satan for all seasons.
Helpless and lost my anger ceases,
Only after my soul releases