Broken into a silent hierarchy
A societal damning
Of circulatory slaves
An incredible forsaking
Cycling sack of nothing
I feel angry, violent, and senseless
Murder plagues my mind
My thoughts need revision
Seething red polluting my vision
I'll split you apart with small incisions
Biological nuclear fission
I feel angry, violent, and senseless
Murder plagues my mind
Circulatory slaves
Born, suffer, die
Circulatory slaves
I see red all the time
Circulatory slaves
I see red all the time
Circulatory slaves
Murder plagues my mind
Circulatory slaves
You were born
You suffered
Now die