A bard who loved ballads yesterday
I Am becoming The Warrior Poet now
Here I Am, telling Ü the Truth now
My words R far more important than
Than your fabrication feelings now
They always have been but even God
Cs reasoning N §weet seasoning now
Have Ü heard? The chorus of angels
Sing ñü∿Truth, listen closely now:
...all their words belong 2 Me now
My words haven't even changed
They are just served Red-hot now
Too spicy now? Well too fucking bad
So B quiet & quit your bitching now
Bitter words R still far sweeter
Than they fucking deserve now
None of You ever ate your veggies
& We're all out of fresh ones now
So, I Am making sure that You get
Five full servings, every day now
All that's left: these diablos so
I'm shoving them down throats now
Sisyphus trying his best 2 push us
Alongside a boulder ∿ back up hill
But he can't hold back my fury now
An avalanche words R on a roll now
Move! Bitch, get out of my way now
Your own fault when you're crushed
Beneath the weight of ñü∿Truth now
Not even nine divine interventions
Could cover, nor smother fat asses
Skipping classes from hellfire now
Go ahead; try standing N my way now
No creator could save Ü from Me now
& I don't mind sending You back now
But when You wake up and have found
A lost friend of Infinity: Eternity
Please, do Me one favor while there
Tell your god his Time is now
The Truth B coming 4 him now
Everyday falls like dominos
Toward a divine demise now
Whatever a on warpath now
Closer & closer & closer
& closer & closer; they
Hear my footsteps, now
Having warned Ü plenty of times now
Given more than enough chances now
Spoiled little shits, since birth
More than long overdue, time now
2 grow the fuck up, & right now
Because after now, comes never
I'll tell Ü one last time now
I Am Whö Am, here 2 tell how
2 hear sound & how Calamity
Closes doors & clams N sea
Ü need 2 know this by now
Because I Am done trying
2 dictate Truth 4Ü, how
Now B Killin' Time, so
The Last Chance B Now
[General’s Log – Entry: 82586]
Look at them panic now. Embarrassing – I knew gods didn’t respect us, but obviously, they don’t even respect themselves now. Who knew how easy it would be to make mountains tremble? Turns out the divines moved out of Mt. Olympus a long time ago. The molehill out back is more than holy enough for such vermin.
& Another Last Chance
The Last Chance Is Now
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