The Maker
If all I could do was hate
I wouldn't mind hating you
But I wouldn't show my desire
I would wait and stoke my fire
My mind would rage
And on you war would I wage
One day the slave will fight the master
And today is that day
I would fight against your bondage
And I would make so much carnage
When slithering masses of goo, Was all the remained
I would ravage your women, crops, and plunder you
My strife would be yours to hold
And I would turn to you my heart cold
My face stern and unchanging
None of this gore would be phasing
Battered men women and children would be in my wake
And nevermore would I live in your make
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Last updated 5-26-99