Spat of your mother amid of dirty
I smell the fear in you
Poor soul inapt to keep
Your fragile body safe
(Fool)
Pathetic and disgusting
Surrounded by a legion of hypocrites
(Fool)
Futile existence
Wrapped in alienation
Explode into hatred or die parasitizing
Only the emptiness and the steam of death will stay
You were corrupted
From a society full of emptiness
A scourge. Putrid, wasted, denied
From their own freedom
(Puz)
Lost soul’s infestation
From those who kill and die
Or barely living
Sucking puz of a sick world
You live like me, killing to live
A cancer that spread the disease
