Bullshit

[Verse: Jus Allah]
I have died, I'm expiring
Blind and driving
I have tried my designing
I'm retiring
I am rewinding The Shining
It's inspiring, a redefining of frightening
God don't belong with the servers and bell workers
I am a merger of murderers and devil worshippers
I'm a mix of misfortune
I don't talk about [?] or sportsmen
I don't talk about swords and disproportioned organs
I'm indifferent
My religion is nonexistant
I am nobody's assistant
But I still carry the equipment
Even if and when it isn't malignant
Sometimes, just to be different
I'm a dead person
Death is certain
Death's just an excursion
To desertion
It's an access to madness
[?] Baphomet