Genius Morbi

The way you care for your brain-defects

Astonished me, because you even trade with them

You're a liar, just longing "higher"

Weird dreams of power, for your eternal mind

With material you want to reach higher skies

You even would sell your own mother for a good price, huh?!

You are betraying others and outdo your rivals

First hide your feelings behind this paltry mask

Because no one may see that your soul is sold

Exchanged for money and an acute remorse?

Your whole behaviour is just a shape

I've seen this before, your eyes are deathly pale!

All your words - empty phrases - also controlled - irritated?

You say you don't see - but also recognise - that you're lost - in their rat race

Your evil means indicate that you're a slave of them

And your tie shows me that you're just a pawn, not a king!

All your words - are just posing - indeed you're infected - my diagnosis:

You are just a fucker - I don't believe any word

And I will never listen - to an arse-licking tongue

You are just a show-off - with nothing in your head

Your disease will end - in total obsession!