I have seen the god

when world went in decline

When kill of the man

was committed under shadow of the cross

I have heard the god

when cries of child suffering

reached our damned ears

but nobody was to care

I have smelled the god

when victims of gruesome murders

rotted deep in the vast forests

half eaten by beasts

In the mind of weakness

something touches those souls

who crave of power and might

of immortal power

I have touched the god

when pulling out the knife from believer

I have found god in myself

looking for desperation of mankind in amusement