Woorden: Dying Fetus. Epidemic Of Hate.

Don't fucking turn away [unverified] I think we've got a problem here
You gotta stay off my back, I can't take another day in this prison
Locked inside of here, imprisoned in flesh for mental light years
Pushing all my buttons now, you're just another cold, worthless victim

There's no time, don't hold me down
You crossed the line, now you're fucked
Life's a heavy price to pay
But when you're dead, there's no complaining
I think of how you deceived and I get my blood on fire

The last one to believe, I never thought of execution
But there's nothing left for me me, and I think you're
You're asking for a beat down take the fucker's life
He had to pay the price, the greed went to his head

I've lost my faith in man, there's no regrets with me
At last my mind can be
Free of the pressure, the lies and deception
It's the shit that they feed me everyday
Just looking back on the days of my life

I can find another reason, to make you fucking burn at the stake
I can't wait another day
[Unverified] the tide's turning back on you bullshit
You are wasting my time and respect with your lies
Destroyer of faith, cashed out, falling down

Years of deception in chains of oppression
The knots of the system tied tight around me
The growing confusion and absence of reason
Is fuel on the fire that burns my anger

Driving me forward in psychotic compulsion
Hate is erupting, I can't control it
Social dimensions collapsing, corroded
The net is wide open, we all are left for dead