Godless Messiah

Godless Messiah

A Poem by Assassin of the Light
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Song lyrics

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As the rain pelts down

a cold windy night

a shadow wanders alone

fresh from a fight

a cold dead stream

running down a scarred face

black and blue

true human disgrace

condensation flows forth

through bloodied cracked lips

every breath a struggle

from half a dozen broken ribs

expertly plotting

the very next move

vengeance will be his

he'll get his too


the godless messiah answers to no man

living his life free from god's plan

if ever wronged, to hell with gods bidding

the bloods on his hands, he'll end up winning


outside the glistening window

the poltergeist peers in

this very simple dwelling

about to be a den of sin

a dark silhouette

stalks to the door

tire iron in hand

eyes to the floor

door creaks open

gazing still at the ground

behold the steel toed boots

which kicked him when down

lifting his face

now eye to eye

with the sniveling coward

who's about to die


the godless messiah answers to no man

living his life free from god's plan

if ever wronged, to hell with gods bidding

the bloods on his hands, he'll end up winning


steel toes step back

tire iron raised

trips and falls to the floor

locked in the psychopath's gaze

pleading for mercy

his apology a shout

but he won't hear it

his time has run out

one swift swing

the shatter of bone

blood splatters the wall

with a simultaneous groan

the victor stands

cold metal in hand

his assailant is dead

just as he planned


the godless messiah answers to no man

living his life free from god's plan

if ever wronged, to hell with gods bidding

the bloods on his hands, he'll end up winning


into the night

a friend of the dark

the godless messiah

has left his mark

avenging the wrongs

justice to the worst

with ruthless violence

and unrelenting force

fighting for the weak

absorbing their pain

plotting menacingly

alone in the rain

so prey on the less

and see what you get

cold iron to the face

hot lead to the head


the godless messiah answers to no man

living his life free from god's plan

if ever wronged, to hell with gods bidding

the bloods on his hands, he'll end up winning

the godless messiah answers to no man

living his life free from god's plan

if ever wronged, to hell with gods bidding

the bloods on his hands, he'll end up winning

© 2010 Assassin of the Light


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Added on April 27, 2010
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Assassin of the Light
Assassin of the Light

Boothbay, ME



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I'm a 19 year old aspiring writer. I have had no formal writing education, it's just a passion of mine. Tragedy and heartache in my life has inspired me to write and it's a great outlet for me. I love.. more..

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