This makes me sick to be a part of you.
You thinking and convictions
Are so stupid, are similar to the existance of god
Fuck everything you hope for
There's no life that's worth saving
The world's worst pest
Shut the fuck up, you're piece of shit.
I will give you 666 stabs.
You fake vision of world without war, full of innocence
Foolish happiness and fucking love
That makes me want to blow all with fucking bombs
Contributing to the decadent throne we sentence ourselves to
The madness and to feed, the fucking ego with our technology toys.
You smell the rotten smell of your meat while you, burn to death.
Tt's so hard to realize our destiny?
How can you convince your son that god exists?
You contribute to the curse
To keep the society just where our masters want it.
You work and feed, goods are meaningless.
To protect all the lies that mean the volatile existance.
We are the world's worst pest of this fucking planet
And he should die with all of us.
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