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**ing 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 d**h; 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**ing excuse
For the lack of compa**ion for all life
Exterminate this f**ing human race
To murder a grown man is justifiable
Unlike our drunkenly relentless carnage