Faith of the Parasite

Sleazy creatures
Attached only by lust
From taking some kind of personal gain
Of a zero real value
Shallowness has the command
An undertow of vital lymph
A necessary food
A dependence on this hunger
An endless greed
Like they were indoctrinated to a faith in parasitism
Reigns the prosaic untruth
Everything is ordinary, no one oppose
Unaware, they will run out of the resurces
By giving birth to brand new specimens
Fallen, in the abyss of solitude
In th depression of having nothing more
In th realization that they never had anything
Supporting the wight of not their own experince
A constant overdose of information
Everyone considers themselves innovative
Trapped in an easy coward survival