Byzantine - Pity None lyrics

Bruising minds burning thoughts over matter Your knees hit soil you touch me not Curdled opinions form mindless babble From evolved me the pity is not Elevated threshold of pain Masterpiece of the unsane Miles away from the next to be Successors of pure violent misery Grind down to human Resist against pleasure insist on pain I disregard the soul in me Along with it I replace pity I pity none I pity you