Zealots Will Smite Thee

You killed my child
You drunken son of a bitch
You drove, you swerved
And you killed me with her

I will smite you
I will smite you all
In this war I will spread my pain
Across all barriers
I will go above and beyond my cause
I will wreak havoc with
The entire fucking world

I will make it so your crime
Is the crime of all crimes
I will make it so illegal
That you can’t even think about it
And if you dare speak it
You will be smote with the same fury
As if you were behind that wheel

My pain will remove your freedom
My loss will stifle your free will
No one will dare stand in my righteous way
No one will dare point out
That I have gone far too far

My grief has given me the power
That only an army of zealots can know
I have right on my side
This truth will smother all other truths
Until only it remains
And you will rot in Hell
All of you — down here deep, with me
Me and my pain