My spirit roils and seethes in endless contempt
Trespasser, perpetrator, transgressor
A beguiling artifice encrusted in Epicurean desire
Detractor, villifier, disparager
Surrounded by serpents (I Am!)
Surrounded by serpents

Rising! Rising!
In your condemnation, my spirit hath arose
Preaching! Preaching!
In evangelical pride, the fabrication you spoke
Beseeching! Beseeching!
My conviction, a burning effigy in your name

Aristarch! I have become what you were to me
Chastised! Castigated for a sacrifice I did not repent
A truth! Collapsed into a clenched fist
Venom! I shall become thy holy serpents’ poison
(Which resides within your heart)

A zealot’s wreckage conspicuously swathed as virtue signalling
Perjurer, equivocator, pretender
Surrounded by serpents
Surrounded by serpents

Hatred! Hatred!
Through your revulsion, I have overcome
Sacred! Sacred!
Flagellated upon thine self-serving cross
Fated! Fated!
For a justified proclamation, I am damned

Drowning in your serpents’ grasp I may be
Wrongfully punished for I would not prostrate
Would not yield or submit at your temple of conceit
Now taste the vengeful steel of my conviction

Send thy holy serpents’, for I am their venom
Which shall reside within your heart for all time
Slowly corroding your insides, as your vicious lies
Collapse around you as a clenched fist prevails

I Am! The hypoxia as your brain’s starved of air
I Am! The poison which constricts your heart
I Am! The necrosis that eats at your flesh
I Am! The festering tumour in your bones
I Am! The darkness that extinguishes the light in your eyes
I Am! The oblivion that awaits

I AM