Suspense quite consumed
Just rests and bids smoke
Sliding down the wall
And drainning From my mouth
Too late for being not vile
Avoiding be a martyr
I'll spit on all this lie
And make you all rot in cancer
Disaffecrion for all I see
Your infection insites my need
Disaffection for all I see
Aborting hate by a worm eaten nose bleed
Like a serpent rounding your neck
I'll be fulfilling you the cancer
Your infection insites my need
Of seeing all you
As hurt as you can be
Enjoy and spread my gift
Of making you become virus
How does my grudge tastes like?
I am the coarseness
Soiling the image of humanity
I am the mouth feeding
The parasites with insanity
