God is a Metaphor

Step forth man
Destroyer of Worlds
Death unto,
Thy Gods.

Meet thy Master
And crucify his flesh,
Wear the Crown
of frozen thorns.

Weep as Thanatos has
Sung his last song.
now the World Will
Tear

like the splitting
of a greasy atom.

I See
Oil
Flesh
Iron.

building this fucking
Lie until
ash eclipse us.

And tear down all of the walls
Jericho built.
With Workers blood.

Dig deeper, Dig it up.
Grave robber!
Where do we lay you to rest?
in a pit?
or in a jar?

or in the minds of a billion
screaming individuals as they are
plunged into the icy depths
of nine stages of cold steel.

Empathy
is the mane of Lyssa.
Gods rise up, Manic and
Depressed.
Splendid and
Depraved.

I am both Love and hate
and from this abyss,
listen to me scream.

I am nothing
and everything.
more then any beast
but less then any man.

Dead but so alive.

God is
Just a
Metaphor
I AM REAL
And I Am You.