Upon the Gravehill by Gehenna

I Made You

by Gehenna· from Upon the Gravehill

Does it hurt to know That I created you I, the one you most hate Gave you your mold and shape Without your hate for me You could never survive By every word I speak You will live or die If I didn't make this shit You wouldn't even exist I made you this way Rats and disease spread rapidly And your kingdom is filled with both Now your pride and my investments Decay without hope Yourself is your worst enemy Envy gave you a reason to exist Like a maggot feeding off rotten flesh You'll take what you can get I am every word that comes from your mouth I am the sun and moon in your everyday I am the seed of your every thought You'll bow before me in praise