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It kind of puts me off to think that god

Has driven people to insanity

At one point human race faced obliteration

By the so called WRATH OF GOD

Gods hands are dirtier than mine

Hate is keeping me alive

What I loathe is to sometimes keep

A steady pace with the shit of others

And I'm included in their vicious circle of lies

I use it for better perception

To better understand the worlds obsession

A nourishment for the soul on the strong

Poisoning of the mind on the weak

The grin in my face hides the truth

In this worldplay of sympathy

Then again you don't have to do time

To really feel hate

Feel it!