If these hands would only k**. They'd cleanse the world with its own blood. They'd cleanse the world, if these hands would only k**. These hand should cleanse your soul of the lust and the greed of this world. And they call me a fool as they do so well. Destroy the morality none have known for so long if ever at all And I would lay down my life to birth a new generation of a righteous culture. To a people I could proudly love and cherish. For that's all I've ever asked for and been deprived of.
Not a tear for those of flesh Not a stayed hand for a world that prostitutes itself. Not a minute more of degeneration. Words cannot express my disappointment. Words cannot express my disapproval. So I hate. I hate a world that's capable of triumph. Do I stand idly by and let this world disintegrate. This world will pa** away, and my emotions with it. Why should I strive for acceptance and peace of mind. A Profound Hatred of Man