Megalomaniacal ego,
Plurge my soul,
Disrespected, bloody face,
The children are crippled with hope,
Tomorrow will never be cured,
This poison will forever live on.
What is wrong with this chaotic world,
Manipulation of the people,
How many times must I attempt to end myself,
Before I Finlay pass and die.
Rage, no time for justification,
We are just products of our creator,
Holy bastard lied to us in his book of mistrust,
I hate myself almost as much as I hate those pages.
