JustificationMature

Introduce yourselves,

Name cards stapled to the rotting corpses.

My name is omniscience,

My presence is omnipotent.

 

I am the one who took your hand.

I am the filth that brought you here.

I am the villain that ends your life.

I am the thing that dragged you here.

 

Did you love it?

As your body hit the water’s surface?

Your questions remained unanswered,

As they lower you into the ground.

 

Throw your fingers in any direction you please.

They’ll never catch up to the disease.

Take your blame and send it around the globe.

Anonymous is how I shall remain.

 

Never beg, don’t utter a word.

You had one foot in the grave.

Noble I was

In pushing the other one in.

 

Present yourselves,

Ghosts dressed in human skin.

My name is omniscience.

My presence is omnipotent.

 

I am the one that follows your footsteps.

I am the creature tearing your lungs.

I am the threat in every living second,

I am naught but the demise incarnate.

 

I loved it,

When we sliced our throats.

Our sadness parts ways

As all of our flesh decomposes.

 

Make your cases against those with guilt,

None will lead you to the culprit.

Take the camera and go on the screen,

Publicity will not uncover the truth.

 

Never beg, don’t utter a word.

You had one foot in the grave.

Noble I was

In pushing the other one in.

 

Face the facts you fear to embrace.

This spell is what ended you.

This is what has ended me.

This is what will end the rest of them.

 

I walked your path for all my time,

The clock ticked by while my life expired.

Every second drowned in the screams

As the knife bit away at my heart.

 

Don’t tell me I’m not to fucking blame.

 

I am the elephant engulfing the room.

I am the stench in the burning home.

I am the problem that cannot be solved.

I am the elusive killer that always escapes.

 

It was great

When your wrist opened up.

Blood formed a lovely river

Around your slowly decaying form.

 

I love it,

Embodying the eternal spectator.

This train cannot be derailed.

Let the suicidal suffer.                                                          

 

Never beg, don’t utter a word.

You had one foot in the grave.

Noble I was

In pushing the other one in.

 

Obscenity is what faith has branded us.

Depressed is how society labeled us.

Let them weep over their selfish errors.

Forever we rest in our graves.

 

They have pushed us into our graves.

All of their issues and all of their books,

All of their wars and all of their arguments.

They have pushed us into our graves.

 

Now don’t you want to blame me?

The End

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