I am the second coming
See the ma**es all come running
All the idiots so below me
All trying just to see
he 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 are thou simpletons
Waiting for them all to die
I ask why
Hatred stems from lack of love
No help received from above
Surrounded by a mindless horde
I abstain from getting bored
We attack with righteous swords
I am God
Discerning only lack of thought
My intentions will be sought
k**ing only to appease
Ridding us of disease
Sight is lost, never found
I was wrong
Tears of the trodden
Selfish, and used
Unforgiven, 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