Final Manifesto

What's remorse to a man like me?

Just boredom dressed as empathy

The only crime I can't defend

Is losing power in the end

I curse your names, your pity prayers

Your hollow screams, your vacant stares

You made me king, now pull the throne—

Let's see who screams when we're all alone

We built the god we wanted to serve

Polished the cage until it curved

Truth became a market share

Sold the silence, sold despair

They hum my name from down below—

Gears still grind where hearts should grow

Cameras blink like watching eyes

Recording sins to monetize

Every echo built on sin

Every scream recycled in

We are prophets in decay

Broadcast saints with nothing to say

I taste iron in every prayer

The smell of guilt still fills the air

I hate you all for loving me

For crowning this hypocrisy

I made the hell you're living through—

You made the lie, I made it true

You cheered, you paid, you drank the wine

You built the stage and I just shined

Now you fear, you pray, you say it's fine—

You fed the rage, now your soul is mine

Clap for the slaughter, sing for the show

You wanted a god—now reap what you sow

You cheered for the blood, danced with the knife

Now taste the truth—you can't die twice

I hate you all for loving me

For crowning this hypocrisy

We built the god we couldn't unmake—

The cage still stands, the walls still shake

I hear them humming, soft and slow

Gears still grind where hearts should grow

Smile for the camera—

Smile for the show

This is my final manifesto