You don’t even know me…
You don’t even see me…
I gave you everything that you own. Why did you just leave me there hanging?
Can’t you see that I’m alone.
Can’t you see me in pain?
Do you see me suffering?
You go and die for criminals and people who enslaved you, but you leave me, the king of the world hanging.
Once my wrath is over, you will worship me.
I will return on a black horse next time and instead of giving life, I will take it.
Hanging and bleeding on my last breath, I see everyone watching and going on with their lives.
When I return, there will be a price to pay.
They all left me hanging on a cross.
Now I’m the sun.
The all seeing eye.
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