Tyrant

Burdened by a heavy heart, full of penitence
In the holiest of waters, hands full of blood he rinse
And he sense the coming of a storm
It will leave him like the world before creation, without form
Lord will he mourn for those he executed
Seems he is well suited for the sound of horns
He knows not says the king with the crown of thorns
And he will be baptized in those same waters and reborn
He does not forget the oath he sworn
Raising glasses and having toasts to the scorn

When is it time to start over?
When his luck has ran out and there's no more four leaf clovers?
A tall leprechaun showed him
There's gold at the end of his rain though
The world continues to stare at him with disdainful gazes
His life is that of a maze similar to army trenches
He's lost and his memory offers no retention
The smell of death brings about horrible stenches
He close his eyes shut and his teeth he clenches
He has his mattress but the Lord did mention
His bedding as he prepares for his wedding
And to that which he is to marry to his soul is she scary
And that what he is was told will not vary
It was God who warned him to be wary

How many monkeys on his back can he carry
He's perverted evangelists and divine missionaries
A visionary who deadens the airy and steals joy from the merry
In the wilderness will he tremble
And Godforsaken thoughts will he assemble
What he orchestrated is rather simple
A thrown rock in the pond creates ripples
While it sinks it will spawn an impact
Foul to think by dawn he will be intact
In fact, the congregation and many will see
He will cease to exist, living out his days in infamy
Applause for his death will be a symphony

He prays for the forgotten, the unseen, the inconspicuous
The one who's lives are never taken serious
Delirious are their thoughts but nonchalant are their countenances
Furious hearts daunt any future romances
And their dances with that acrobat are laughable
The chameleon's orifice is mighty powerful
So convincing then menacing are their behavior
They begun doing the original seductor insidious favors
Copulating while the maidens ovulating
Salivating is that viper as he preys on the unwiser
The earliest jiver

In the pulpit he's the culprit and inspires loathing to the voiceless
Put the pendulum in motion and back and forth is it going
Swaying freely and he says it bleakly
No inherited earth for the meekly
Spewing blasphemous remarks and his tongue is mighty sharp
Hung around his neck are hands of dead flesh
He holds a fest where evil and its companions mesh
And deems it ministry and lets sinning be
Condone but alone with those sins will he atone
He built a castle out a the stones
Casted to him by peasants
Not knowing his residence
In their hearts and minds
The reason why their souls tethering
On the brink of destruction
Think on this instruction