Abandoned love, exiled from life,
And all that good – he pushed away.
Corrupted prophet takes the knife,
Walks amongst crowds in light of day.
He smiles, a spark is barely seen
In narrow eyes – they look away.
He roams alone in search of sin,
Slits sinners’ throats in light of day.
Smelling the blood, he went insane,
Sin seen in all on killing spree.
They pray for mercy – all in vain,
He is to tell who’s not to be.
Abandoned mind, the wits exiled,
Insane devotion leads astray.
An image of himself defiled
Reflect his eyes in light of day.