with their so called important topics, while they cannot even look over
the rim of their coffee cups...

All they hear is their flesh
Talking 'bout the daily cash
If I could, believe me, I'd wipe them out

If I do, with a smile
I would free the world meanwhile
But, the hell, I can't kill them all

They are ruled by greed		Talking against walls
Property's their God		Fight the dumbness

Lazy bumps, without mind
For the real world they are blind
They got heads just to crash in their teeth

Listen here, there's no place
For this garbage of our race (mankind)
And what's more, for shame, they rule our land

Simple minded creeps		If they would know
Banal in their deeds		I can't get through

Hared, hatred, hatred		(so you want it)
				(I feel pleased to this