Judas.

Consciously creating chaos, you spread controversy every way you turn, as you twist the words of others, to manipulate the truth which you brutally burn. Self-righteously slaughtered, a martyr until the bitter end; not unlike Abraham, you sacrificed your honesty, in order to maintain your sycophantic, and fair weather friends. Hardly innocent, you were never a lamb, but better yet a wolf in sheep's attire, as you wickedly conspired against integrity in order to tread dangerous, darker waters, surrounded by raging rings of fire. You were the apple that led Eve astray, with your tempting tales so treacherous, although you ultimately led to her decay. Burning bush that betrayed others by behaving blessed in your first days, then claimed the lives of many innocents by parting the Red Sea, and burying them in watery graves. You flooded the world with your fickle fuckery, made it rain for forty days, and nights, until all the land was covered in acidic rain that you spewed from your rotten, little mouth and thorny lips that you pretentiously pursed so tight. Jealous Judas reincarnate, your lack of confidence was always transparent to me, as you claimed to be omnipotent, yet you had barely even mastered the art of magic or trickery. Covetous coward that you were, your bark was always bigger than your bite; just wait until the day that the insects that crawl under your skin multiply, and evolve from scabies into scarabs, and then termites. You audaciously acted entitled, daring to claim the lives of all the first born sons of those around you like a plague, conveniently taking what was never yours to begin with, then begging for the rights to brag. One day, hopefully soon, you will be forced to accept that your followers are decreasing at an alarming rate, as you sit and selfishly count the number of stolen goods that sit atop your plate. You said you could walk on water, and then turn it into wine, but instead you were just another liar, that felt entitled to waste nine months of your own mother's precious time. With a lack of a mind or any real intellect or insight whatsoever, you and Satan were one in the same, as you sat and engaged in a circle jerk, praising one another for being so cunning, and deceitfully clever. You are as disposable as the inhabitants of Sodom, with less dignity, or loyalty than the dogs that filled Babylonian slums. Wreaking havoc now, just await until you feel the wrath of my holy, then unholy vengeance, clueless is your company that refuses to accept that you demand that it remain codependent. Rest in pieces, not in peace, for the misery that you spread so freely to accompany your own, you will never enter the Kingdom of Heaven, for you are a piece of work much too far from worthy from ever sitting atop its throne.