Baphomet

Not the GOAT

I’m the satyr

The living hell raiser

The wicked witch

Kingdom come’s

Last savior slaver

A treacherous,

Lecherous,

Heathen heart-raper

The stake through

The maker’s

Snake oil dictator

The hiss of death,

Venom-fang

Language translator

Original sin’s

Grin and bare intimater

Serrated edge,

Biting blade,

Weeping-vein razor

The later dude

Crude metal-headed

Crusader

The twisted mind

Victimless crime

Perpetrator

A raider of arks,

A dark arts educator

A jack of all trades

But a 2 at hard labor

Unsavory aftertastes,

Spider face craters,

And spite, blight and plight

Just for fun

Instigator

From cradle to grave

Misbehavior’s

Disclaimers

Disclosing your soul

To my Faustian waivers

Dispose of your woes

In my incinerator

And from it compose with me

Frozen rose prose

But be free of its crown of thorns

Horned in shadows