Henry, Who Are You?

This is based off of a passage from the Bible. Mark 5:9-13
Oh, Henry! Oh Henry!
What a loss you are.
Think not of puppies and butterflies in the sky.
But, of blood dripping off fingers.
Corpses! -
More!

Oh, Henry! Oh, Henry!
What a bore you are.
You sit in the grass and watch the sun go away.
Think of bad things.
Bitter tastes on your tongue.
Animals, still alive. Glossy eyes - baring gut.

Oh, Henry! Oh, Henry!
How dreadful you’ve become!
You pray for the poor,
Help with the weak,
And think - 'it's not the slightest bore.'    
Think of end time.
The earth in flames.
With us, you’d be the living blame.

Oh, Henry! Oh, Henry!
Hath God Giveth you brains?!
You weap when you're sad,
Laugh when you're happy,
But never kill when you are mad!
Be like us!
Kill what’s in sight!
Let your heart be hardened by living sight.

Oh, Henry! Oh, Henry!
Help us! Can you?
They’ve taken our bodies!
We’re no more living in the dead.