A long time ago I never knew myself. Then the memory of shame birthed its gift.
No more. The small one, the weak one, the frightened one. Running from beatings, deflating. I'm becoming more than a man. More than you ever were. Driven and burning to rise beyond Jesus.
I'm born again with snakes eyes Becoming Godsize
I found my life was slipping through my hands. Perhaps through death my life won't be so bad.
I can see you, can fuck you, inside of you. Staring through your eyes. Belittle your friends to serve me, to suck me, To realize my saving grasp. I of suicide. I the unlord.