Sympathy for the Cult

poem

Please allow me to introduce myself
I am a wealthy man since the dawn of history
I’ve been around for long, long years
many man’s soul and faith

And I was ‘round when Emperor Komei was poisoned
Made damn sure that Enola Gay
spin around and even when many people cried

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what’s afflicting you
Is the nature of my game

I stuck around Myanmar
Then I saw everything
Rohingya were killed and their organs were pulled out
Justice screamed empty in vain

I watched with glee
World governments and kings
War for thousands of years
For the gods they made

I shouted out,
“Who spread the virus?”
When after all
It was you and me
As a new form of war

Please allow me to introduce myself
I am a wealthy man since the dawn of history
And I laid traps for World Health Organization
The justice get killed before they reached Geneva

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
(who who)
But what’s afflicting you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby

Just as every government is a criminal
And all the Gods Bastard
As one-man show
Just call me Śiva
‘Cause cult is in need of some restraint

So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse and obedience
Or I’ll lay your soul to waste, um yeah

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But what’s afflicting you
Is the nature of my pleasure, um mean it, get down

Tell me, what’s my name
Tell me, can ya guess my name
I tell you one time, you’re to blame

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