I am your god bow down before me
Accept my will and supremacy
In complete slavery
And from me expect no clemency
Leave your mind, there by the door
And follow me in total idolatry
For you will not need it any more
As we pass your mind piled with the other debris
Surrender to me all of your individuality
And wrap yourself in my cold steel chains
And soon you will see
That I will take all that remains
** It is pretty rare that I feel the need to make an explanation of a poem or something that I have written; I prefer to let the reader make their own opinion. But for this poem I felt the need to say something. What I will say is this is not necessarily about what you think it is about.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem