God of ages, Lord of Time, mine is the right to be wrong.
Who the hell can he be? He's never had V.D.
He hears the silence howling catches angels as they fall, and the all time winner has got him by the fun.
You were bred for humanity and sold to society. One day you'll wake up in the present day, a million generations removed from the expectations of being who you really want to be.
He's watching me watching you watching him watching me watching him watching.
In the beginning Man created God: and in the image of Man created he him.