In a time of technological abundance
Mankind refuses to civilly evolve
With power comes great responsibility
And the
elements of the Earth are not ours to destroy
I am as guilty as any
Enslaved to my addictions
Like an injection to perpetuate
murder
Human beings are just a strain
Of a malignant infectious plague
Mutilating that which cannot falter from
innocence
Sad, angry and f*****g sickened
I have lost sympathy for my wretched species
No grown person is devoid of vile
sins
Imagine a small child
Skinned alive and writhing in anguish
Suffering with pain and fear
A fate worse than death;
denied of dignity
In a stage so tender and mild
Equal to animals incapable of committing cruelty
The craving for riches is
the worst f*****g excuse
For the lack of compassion for all life
Exterminate this f*****g human race
To murder a grown
man is justifiable
Unlike our drunkenly relentless carnage
