At first, there was just light & dark in void.
With no meaning, no existence,
with just the shapes of dust in a empty abyss.
Then I came along, and with me..
brought chaos.

The right hand represents the right hand path,
and down below his left hand
point towards the left hand path.
Some choose one,
power over compassion.
The ones that only care for themselves,
and selfish gain.

The ego taints mankind,
and karma shall repay double.
The cheap ones that laugh
at the innocent's expense,
the group of wolves eating the weak.
Time will only tell
when they will all devour themselves to evil.
And the last one to survive in this bundle,
will suffer alone with his thoughts,
hearing his victims spirits among the grass.
There's no such thing as a 'alpha'..
just lost souls seeking survival
in a blunt unforgiven world.

While the lone wolf,
or the ones that seek grace,
may survive just and pure.
This virus is not just a meer convenience,
and it has already caused
more mass chaos in the world,
more than ever before!
The looting, the starvation,
the anxiety,
the depression,
the jobless,
the panicking,
the mental illness increasing,
the wars,
the fear,
the hatred,
People eating people
the loneliness keeps brewing
in a world that keeps growing
more selfish by the day,
from which was already burning long ago.

I hope you all learn something called 'Empathy',
and give compassion to more people
of need when you see them.
Something that severely lacks in all
people of the modern world.
Put yourself in someone else's shoes for once.
Expand your self awareness
and judge not thee for you do not know
of true suffering of their path.

People's faith will be tested,
people's mentality will be stretched..
This is my believers tale; in this atheist age.
Keep an open mind,
and be weary of everyone.
This will either bring the evil, or good out of all people.
Good luck everyone, haha.

However.. with that being said..
I have... eh..a... eh.. scrupulous conscience Father
This need to... eh.. confess...
so many things.
If I... step on... two straws on the shape of the Cross,
I feel that I have to confess it.
It torments me..

Only little things..
like... seventeen of them, Father.
The first was that... waitress...
near Candlestick Park.
I... cut her throat.
Watched her bleed.
She bled a great deal.
It's a problem I'm working on,
Father - all... this... bleeding...
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA