He was feeble and weak,
What an insolent fool.
A man can never be meek,
He has to be able to rule.

Urged to rip you to shreds,
By that man in reflections.
To **** everyone in their beds.
By a murderous confection.

My anchor to sanity
The first that must die.
He shall never return to reality,
His end is nigh.

By the demon's breath I crave,
You all will return to the grave.