The stench of humankind reeks of hatred, malice, corruption and greed.
You're the infection, the plague, the epidemic that poisoned the child, defiled the slaves.
Worthless servant to the coin, polluting all in your path
Wealth is a crude religion condemning you to a life of treachery.
Traitor, you betrayed us all, even the kings will fall.
Don't mistaken what you've done to me. you're all full of lies.
I will be your defeat, will be your demise.
Money hungry swine, how can you put a price on your pride?
Repress your possessions and end this obsession
Few can be praised without falsehood.
Wealth is no measure of man, but a scope into their ability
To corrupt and betray, divulge and decay their souls.
You're the miscreated ones and i despise you
Traitor, you betrayed us all, even the kings will fall
Misery's miscreation, you will be our demise
I have lost all faith in humanity, fueled by corruption hate and greed.
Forsaken is the ground we tread, for we are the walking dead.
You are misery's miscreation
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