I’m the creator of all evils

Of tragedies dire

If its anger you feel

Then I’m up for hire

I kill the innocent

Feed filthy desire

Of love i’m spent but

of hate I never tire


I play the emotions

I run the show

I kill without purpose

I think and then go

I’ll kill the good notion

How I hate reason so

Of leaders I give a dose

for you to follow


I’ll turn the kindest of hearts

to a blackness most ugly

I’ll destroy all the art

For art doesn’t serve me

I kill people and act

like I’m setting them free

I’ve been here for years

and your blind not to see

I tell people I know

but I hold not the key

You know what I am




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