Hatred

Hatred
Oh God, I’m so fed up with this conceited talks about right and unright,
with their so called important topics, while they cannot even look over
the rim of their coffee cups…
All they hear is their flesh
Talking 'bout the daily cash
If I could, believe me, I’d wipe them out
If I do, with a smile
I would free the world meanwhile
But, the hell, I can’t kill them all
They are ruled by greed Talking against walls
Property’s their God Fight the dumbness
Lazy bumps, without mind
For the real world they are blind
They got heads just to crash in their teeth
Listen here, there’s no place
For this garbage of our race (mankind)
And what’s more, for shame, they rule our land
Simple minded creeps If they would know
Banal in their deeds I can’t get through
Hared, hatred, hatred (so you want it)
(I feel pleased to this)