Hey there,
my name is p%#@c ,
oh, it’s you!
gibberish, your thoughts,
unsettled, your views.

Stay-in and fuse,
or leave you all loose,
Make you all freakish,
so people think you a fool?

Your creation I am,
You are my fuel,
my God,
my life,
my death,
You design my contour.

Yet, I am mortal,
I deserve a fine doom,
Sword through my soul,
And I shall rest,
in the ruins.