One eyed old man I am
Yet I possess the knowledge of thousand sages
An unborn child I am

Though I have existed for billion years
The invisible army I am
Though the won battle still to come

The father of ambitious and dissapointed I am
Brother in sin and aba!@&(t
I was Judas in your dream

Who worshipped money above all
I was the roman warrior
Who wounded you and drank the divine blood

I was pilate on your trial
Who spat in your pale face
Each thorn was a sinful spell

Each nail the fulfillment of the revenge
For which I have been waiting for so many years
Hatred for thousand holy heads

And also that many daggers pointed at their visages
The fallen angels, mythical daemons
Thriumphant in their blasphemy

I am Gordon, my name is annihilation
Extremination
I am the thousand plagues and afflictions