This poem has no title, anymore.

 If you want to
End your life

Take this blade
This severed knife

If you want to run away
Get on this horse
I'll take you today

I am the beginning
I'll be your end

Welcome to reckoning
I'll cut you down

I'll kill everyone you've ever known
And let your fascist God sort them out

And one by one the bricks will fall

As your world falls down around you

(Old and edited.)