Villainy has many forms, but none as vile as virtue

The deapth of your commpassion is as shallow as your thoughts

As you claim to embrace the angels

Your intention are too dark to speak

Like a wolf in sheep's clothing

You pretend to be part of the flock

And somehow you convince us all

That you are something you're not

Those words and actions tear us all down

And you're not content 'til everyone around

Is with you in that hole you've dug for yourself

Die alone in thathole by yourself

This id where I drew the line

Sever all ties

With no regrets