I've seen the devil and I've felt his hands Not in Golgotha, not in desert sands Should be of no surprise the beast is a man Some called him many things, I knew him as legion Pathetic human fueled only by hatred Left me broken looking for an answer But all I've found are just more questions No way out of a life denied of empathy This human garbage left a shadow behind I simply wanted to be left alone A deviants rage is all I knew Death to the wicked and to the obtuse Fuck you, I do not miss this I'm glad you're gone Fuck you, I do not miss this I'm glad you're dead I have to stare Back at a face I fucking hate