Stake

See me, do i quake in fear? do i sweat before you? You who shall take my life with your "cleansing" fire? I pity you. you will kill me for your religion safe in your false righteousness. I am glad to die for what i believe. Religion is a disease. If i must die in order to be free of your idiocy, so be it. i shall feel no pain nor fear. believe what you will, just don't think that because you believe it others must.

pen
photoshop cs

lost the poem to it so made this one. meh, i dont know how much i like it. i really need to learn to do backgrounds, i just dont know what to make for it, and i guess i don't like taking the time >_<