How can one live amongst the filth?
When does one take charge?
F*ck a side pick what's right
Remove cancerous forms on sight
Blame me love to be your blight
But I cant hide
When you try to pick my mind
In an uneventful way
Brains not in this f*cking plane
So get away before you become what is now a stain
Slain all too ill-minded to see
At least that's what my fragmented mind tells me
Eat the rich
Burn cities to the ground
No human contact found
Then maybe my soul will not be bound
Eat the rich
Burn cities to the ground
F*ck a side pick what's right
Remove cancerous forms on sight
Blame me love to be your blight