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