Verse 1

F*ck you! F*ck you all!
You f*ck with my energy prepare to be absorbed
Im rotten to the core now, civility is worn out
Ive poured out enough blood for ‘peace signs’ and ‘one loves’
you c*nts turned viral, leaching off my vitals
but to bite too deep down now is cyanide kill equivalent
a bitter pill to swallow and im sick of it
a better day tomorrow but I still taste the bitterness
these lacerations wont heal when lifes strenuous
I leak hemoglobin like a food source for predators
“your too f*cking negative Muz” - Im way beyond that
“positively charged on drugs” - I overcome that but come back to what?
A planet full of f*cking reptiles that need culling, beheading and skull f*cking
f*ck em! Your all on a path to self-destruction
and back to that dust, that nothingness that you come from
scum breeds scum, a planetary pathogen
consuming every natural resource with your arrogance
equality and love? A message of your false gods
and these f*cking hypocrites are still quick to judge us
enough is enough “and too much of much man is much too…”
much more likely to leave you f*cked up when in the state of mind that im in
from suicide to self-mutilation, now a killer instinct.

Verse 2

Mother f*ucker think first before you open up that word hole
first one to blink will be living where the worm roll and that no threat
its reflex action cos Im sick to the stomach with you pretentious b*stards
keep friends close and enemies at gun point
forked tongue talk gets torn out before the guns poised
brain matter splattered to my complete satisfaction
and a trigger happy appetite to amplify the guns voice
the whole worlds poison, so I concoct an antidote
to counteract infection with vigilante tacticals
practical solutions to a problematic youth
where no amount of shitty attitudes bullet proof
man im truly vexed now, consumed by hatred
in amongst the living dead I feel truly awakened
life truly is sacred but beauty is tainted
saturated in blood black from coagulation
this war mongering and terror tactics are just that
fabricate the threat and profit from a blood bath
its all orchestrated and you f*cks cant see
too busy in ya bubble troubling on where the funds at
well f*ck that, f*ck them and f*ck you
your all beyond saving from an inevitable doom
the unquestionable truth of this pitiful existence is
‘ignorance is bliss’ so were all f*cking screwed.