In gratitude I received the message
and want to murder the messenger,
I won't rant 'gainst the living being
my rage is reserved for our creators
The gods live in torsos light-n-dark
rule every single matter end to end,
the power of atom fuels their realm
we are his Universe's coding vessels
I shoulder Deities of non-assistance
do all my supreme masters' bidding,
without help or assistance o'er head
on a pain myself hero's one-way trip