THE DEVIL’S CREED

I am a weapon of mass destruction and I have no heed for “humane instructions”.

Deep down in the woods of westernization I arise, with great disdain and opposition to its vibes;

The dilapidation of today holds its origination to the works of some scholars in the grave,

who did not put into consideration the effects of their minds’ creations

So I must arise and destroy, that which I believe is but a ploy;

To teach my world that in the midst of the “carmageddon”, I can also get as much evil done

not because I care or feel any remorse, after all, the impasse only seems to get worse.

I regard myself a skin-thirty, whose actions are driven by other commandoes I follow

I do not bother if you remain a cinephile of my actions; it will only spur more complications

It is my destiny to destroy my foes, so let me build the feud and fuel more woes

I am not a religion but I thrive under the survival of anyone

Not because they were formed for my own creation, I only choose to use them for my ploy

So your community could be the next, you just wait till I plant my tent,

Oh! Yes me tent. The innocent will always be caught in my net.

Who says my weapons are western? I will never agree

I carry just a gun, some chemical compositions and a cell phone.

My axe to slay is my very own, even if it has to hurt my very bones

So should I regard its discovery as the “west’s-own”…Nay!

   

You are my next target, your children, society and family

I am set to turn every stranger and enemy to a nonentity

I do not exist by name, I only remain in trade

I feel no pain, shame or disgrace

So as long as people die and families cry

I am satisfied that your lives will always be on fire

So keep to mind when you hear a blast on your street;

I am your next nightmare the terrorist