"When I say he was a monster, when I set fire to his name, It does not matter where you hear it from, whether truth or lies, It gets said all the same.
I believe in a cruel God
who has created in in His image
and whom, in hate, I name.
From some vile seed
or base atom I am born.
I am evil because I am a man;
and I feel the primeval slime in me.
Yes! This is my testimony!
[...]
And I believe man to be the sport
of an unjust Fate,
from the germ of the cradle
to the worm of the grave.
After all this mockery comes death.
And then? And then?
Death is Nothingness.
Heaven is an old wives' tale!
—Iago, Othello (Opera by Verdi)
Cause whatcha got is what we need
And all we do is dirty deeds,
It's all about the game and how you play it,
It's all about control and if you can take it,
It's all about debt and if you can pay it,
It's all about pain and who's gonna make it.
I am the Game, you don't wanna play me,
I am Control, no way you can change me,
I am Heavy Debt, no way you can pay me,
I am the Pain and I know you can't take me.
Look over your shoulder, ready to run
Like a good little bitch from a smoking gun
I am The Game and I make the rules
So move on out or you can die like a fool.
Trying to figure out what my move's gonna be?
Come over, sucker. Why don't you ask me?
Don't you forget there's a price you can pay,
You're dressin all in black
From your front to your back
And all your evil ways
They seem to go on for days
And as a matter of fact
You got one more night before ya
Smash it up, burn it down
Tearing up the underground
You wanna live like a super villain
Back in the line up
Before your times up
"It will all be mine,
Power so divine
I'll tell the sun to shine
On only me!
It will all be mine,
Till the end of time
When this perfect crime
Makes history
There's math and there's dealers and players and killers and ME!
They say that they're winners, okay, well let's see!
You pay or you play, the rules of the trade
The math of the date, the times and the age
What you want, how you like! Aim high man, why not?
—"I Can Change", South Park: Bigger, Longer and Uncut
Oh look! What clever children!
See them study, watch them learn!
How I HATE those goody-goodies!
How it makes my stomach turn!
I've got a little secret,
That'll really make 'em cry!
It's a NASTY kind of magic,
I'm the president of showbiz, my name is Charlie
I'm a cocksucking asshole, that's what they call me
Here from my Hollywood tower I rule
I'm a lyin' motherfucker, the chainsaw's my tool
The New Morgue's a factory to grease our lies
The machine is hungry, it needs your life
Don't mind the faggots and the ruthless scum
Before we're done, son, we'll make you one
I'm the tin man! I never had a heart!