I am the one Orgasmatron. The oustreched grasping hand. My image is of agony. My servants rape the land. Obsequious and arrogance. Clandestine and vain. Two thousand years of misery. Of torture in my name. Hypocrisy made paramount. Paranoia the law. My name is called religion. Sadistic. Sacred. Whore. I twist the truth. I rule the world. My crown is called deceit. I am the emperor of lies. You grovel at my feet. I rob you and I slaughter you. Your downfall is my gain. And still you play the sycophant. And rebel in your pain. And all my promises are lies. All my love is hate. I am the politician. And I decide your fate. I march before a martired world. An army for the fight. I speak of great heroic days. Of victory and might. I hold a banner drenched in blood. I urge you to be brave. I lead you to your destiny. I lead you to your grave. Your bones will build my palaces. Your eyes will stud my crown. For I am mars the god of war. And I will cut you down