Decrepitude

Liar, is each man at heart

A pig in a more sociable form

Never can he keep a word

And never can resist the more.

Perjurer, defecate of god

Deceiver marked since yore.

You harlots in elegant cloths

Molds of mud, can't make gold.

Perverted collections of filthy rot!

Slaves of your own desires.

Bags of fart and semen,

Mammals of stupid existence.

The seeds of pain you have long sough

Have burst emotions of gore

My hatred unleashed, in rivers it streams

As burning lava will melt your bones.

Nations ruled by penises

Brainless obsessed by the smell of cunts,

Giants in the size of cockroach' balls

Feeding on the hearts of the living dead.

Mortal, lame mortal, ye concubine,

Ruthless, tyrant, enthroned by man,

The crown, he wears, is morbid... putrid,

Reigning, coronated by blood shed and lies

With empty promises, he infests his own tribe

Feasting on the blood of his brothers

Our wrath, of years, long held inside

This land, no longer, will show obedience

Hence i label you as you have long marked me

I sentence you with banishments,

Expel you from my universe... my society

Eventually castigate along... my own self.