Words are not strong enough to explain my scorn
You are nothing and your life is worthy less
Than the bullet I should like to fire in your head
You crawl at dead people feet, trying to regain a sense
You are a fucking worm without backbone
You don’t even know what it means to be alive
No dignity, no shame, you feel you are invincible
You are a fucking worm, without backbone
Servant of the servant
Servant of the servant
Servant of the servant
Servant of the servant
You suffered for so many years
And now I know you want your prize
Protected by the high wall of vileness
This is the world of never born
Servant of the servant
Servant of the servant
Servant of the servant
Servant of the servant
I understand that you feel in this world
Protected by the high wall of vileness you built
To feel a mannered person, this is the world of never born
Where ideas are murdered before birth from people like you