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Wastage

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Wastage

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Wastage

I see weakness, I hear pathetic excuses

I see a misplaced pride in being a human

A species hell-bent on delusion

I see weakness, I hear pathetic excuses

I see a misplaced pride in being a human

Walking advertisments for abortion, hang your heads in shame

My hatred for you, above all

It knows no bounds and it grows every nightfall

If I got close enough I'd gladly gut them all

Spill their blood and paint red these white walls

Oh shit, You cunts are repulsive

You've gotten on my nerves incase you hadn't noticed

There's not a single thing to be proud of stop the celebrations

I've lost my patience with the disgrace that stops the nation

You're nothing but oxygen wasted

If you're not listening then read my lips

I hope you know that you make me sick

If they could form a religion

We'd be the devil to them

Disdain for the human race

For the fucking mess that it makes

Let's see you place your bets with broken necks

You selfish vermin

You selfish animals

A firing squad waits beyond the finish line

Tendons slashed and forced to run the race

This is where morality goes to die

Are you not entertained?

Exterminate human beings, and then we may achieve world peace

If you're not listening then read my lips

I hope you know that you make me sick

The silver platter life was handed to you on

Shoved down your throat and thrown where you belong

Frustration is an understatement

You'll die feeling humiliated, fuck you all

Don't try to comfort me, I'm allergic to human beings

Firing into the crowd just give me room to fucking breathe

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