My Mother Was The First
We grew up watching and listening to a liar.
She told us she was a Black Magic Witch and she would kill us. She told me she had places a curse on me. She is the corruptor of souls and turns spoken language into a cancer.
Lies Are Cancers
Like her you spewed cancerous lies. Reap what you sow.
She would go to church Sunday mornings. She would lie and cheat everyday. She hated us both. Wanted us dead. Dreamed of us being dead. So one day she stopped dreaming, stopped fantasizing and actually attempted to kill us.
She Killed Something
Not us as she intended. She killed something in our souls.
This foul, evil existence of a human being didn't consider that I would fight her. Stand up against her plague. She didn't think I would fight. She didn't think I would fight alone. She didn't think I would fight all of you. She didn't think I would fight from the black hole.
I Fought You
I fought you every single day when no one else would. When no one else dared. When they all turned against me.
I fought you no matter what. Even when they hated me for it I fought you. Even when they in turn would attack me for protecting them I fought your filth. You tried to kill me four times and failed. You could not defeat me so you started your abusive war of verbal cancers whispered into their ears, and of course they heard you, they listened, and they believed.
And The Pigs Followed
They woke because they smelled blood.
They smell blood and hope for rotted meat, so they rise from their stupid slumbers. They rise, climb from their prisons and hope to find wounded, bleeding prey. So many pigs have followed after you, hoping to feed on what you couldn't, hoping to do what you couldn't.
So Many Follow You
You were right in what you said to me. Of course you were.
How easy it is to follow you! It's the easiest act of all. They discard their humanity, their honor, their truths, their words and their souls. To become you.
You Found Your Truth
Everything you have done has lead you to this truth. You are a liar.
And from this corrupted soil everything grows.
You Know Who I Speak Of
