I just love you do gooder, docile citizens
The nicely submissive, compliant drones
Always feeling guilty and on the defense
Suitably ignoring all sinister undertones
In the decrees and laws I flood you with
To put in order a world controlled by me
In which limits between truth and myth
Are impossible for blinded eyes to see
I hail my henchmen and accomplices
And their fatalities that no one misses

I adore you for devouring the poison
I feed you like it is a sweet delicacy
I love you for guzzling the noise on
The media thinking it is a symphony
The dishonest crap you ardently buy
From church and other means I use
Presented by a gorgeous girl or guy
In the papers, magazines or tv news
The warily masked garbage science
Tailored to sustain your compliance

I admire you for incessantly denying
What I trained you to fervently deny
For condemning your seers for lying
For ignoring the truth before your eye
I love you for being putty in my hands
For being so easy to sculpt and mold
For butchering eachother in all lands
And trusting the lies you’ve been told
Thank you for the reason and means
For seeing light in my occult doctrines

Once I’ve attained what I aimed to do
And there’ll be nothing left to wish for
I will no longer be needing any of you
Who took part in each and every war
Carrying out the assassinations and
Erasing tracks of those unlawful acts
Who never protested and simply went
To conceal and twist uncalled-for facts
I so appreciate your efforts and loyalty
But you’re destined to become history

It does not apply to me because I am
Past and future inside space and time
I’m the faultless truth and filthy scam
I am the pinnacle of creation sublime
The creation that dwarfs the Creator
Of every object that could ever exist
Not seeing things would escalate or
Become what original vision missed
Thank you for this grand opportunity
That permitted me to conjure reality

Continue to be good and obedient
Don’t do what your masters forbid
Beware, don't become a dissident
If things fall short, blame God for it
Because all the torment and misery
That you and others may suffer from
Was indisputably not caused by me
For I was created to be the epitome
Intended to be the do gooders friend
Unto their unglorious and bitter end