Overwhelmed with a deep repulsion for sights seen so commonly,
now I have come to be the walking enmity.
Assimilate into a culture of post morality, from what IŽve seen, I hate humanity.
Rot with repulsion. IŽll write the world a brand new song.
Look upon your bleak creation,
but is it truly me thatŽs to be the human blasphemy?
IŽll set the world on fire and,
in burning light IŽll write my first love song and I will feel warmth.
Hide your eyes in heaven, in the lies.
Believe. Relieve. IŽll end the world tonight.
Overwhelmed with a deep repulsion for sights seen so commonly,
now I have come
to be a walking enmity, for humanity,
the human blasphemy,
IŽll end the world tonight.
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