I am heartless   you will fear me day and   night   I reek of putrid mentality   and   my aura's exuding might   there is no way to stop me   so consider what you try   and just remember that I   am me   and I stand not by your   side      my mind retains no   sympathy   it's banished love, too   my lowest retaliation   keeps me over you   my children bear no   gladness   and soon they'll watch   you die   I am the cross, I am the   pain   that leaves your dying   eyes      cowardly you run from   me   but can't you see?   an entity of horror's   what I remain   to inflict abomination's   what I gain   recoil amongst your kin   they'll soon be crucified   in much the same manner   as the man you worship   died      I am the cross      waste not your time in   prayer   'cause nobody escapes my   wrath   the torn throats and   infants of the plagues   are just a trickle in the   tub of my blood bath   just who on earth do you   think you are   to challenge my immortal   ways   my indifference is real so   to my appeal   keep on digging your own   grave      and just when you   thought it was safe   to resist my reign the   pressure overrides   you simply don't   comprehend my ability   to nail you up at any time   place your hands   outstretched upon   the arms of wood carved   out for you   with a mallet's blow upon   the spikes   I hold you as if you were   the king of the Jews      can't you face the groove?      two thirds of the earth's   population   should not even exist   a malignancy; an ugly sore   mankind's but a cyst      and there you hang upon   the cross