It is to those who are,
to those true men.
It is for you I pledge,
for you I avenge.

To the world unknowing,
to the world I repent.
It is to those unyielding,
to those who have dreamt.

Forever we stare,
at the hunks of flesh.
Forever we live,
in the slobbering mess.

It is for the men,
the man in all,
the givers, the takers;
the human is all.

Greed, HA!
Greed is a sin.
At least,
to the beasts that slobber.

For it is man that is greedy,
and it is man who builds.
It’s man who yearns,
it is man who has will.

To those who can stand,
to those who can think,
to those with a heart,
to those who aren’t weak.

To the world I state,
I am greedy.

I love my life,
my blood,
my mornings,
my evening.

I am god,
and believer,
I am the selfish,
the creator, the greedy,
‘nd the savior.

I am the heir to humanity,
the owner who says mine.
Fighting those who beg,
fighting those who only try.

I am an end,
to my end,
not the drooling beast in the room.

the beggars, the sinners,
the meek and the weak;
all swine, taken from womb.

I am god,
the greedy,
the dreamer,
the builder.

I am man.