The evil that worships the God.
The fallen one,
The strongest of 'em all.
The one with the greed,
who was a different breed.
The evil that worships the good,
the evil that punishes the bad.
The merciless one bound to kill,
Hands filled with blood, and a face with a grin.
Warned you before,
I'm the one of the worst.
You ignored my vows,
Now you portraited me the bad.
You made me the villain,
Then let me be the one.
The one filled with evilness and gun,
Who's gonna make you cry blood for fun.
I still have something left to finish,
The work will be done as soon as you're fine.
Will make you weak down your knees,
With the last bow, killing your will to live.
About the Creator
Maybe, I'm evil.
Just a normal one,
meant to be the villain.
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