Is it all planned out
When your lord forms us in his image
The light and the blood
In the making of a murderer
They walk among you
To quell mass population
Driven by a voice inside to breed and to kill
This is my design
No guilt clouding my mission
Innocence wont halt my judgement
I was bred for blood
Arteries spray as I stab again
I scribe a prayer from the pool of red
Our father who art in hell
Hallowed be thy end
Madness to create this world and destroy
All hail the omniscient sadist
I the omnipotent
Unleashing the void of death
Axiom undefined
This is my design