believed

frankly modest truth dishonest eyes upon us like a vulture in the sky, hovering carcass moulding earth filthy birth after. friction based upon fiction replacing friendship, untrueness concentration speculation heresy is controlling us, all this flagrant foul stench upon us overwhelming everybody like, an imaginary forklift falsly you point your finger as a scolding, mother fucker sucker blamin' evil upon another under that pedistal, you hold yourself so high above us i can't imagine what it's like to not give a shit, about nothin but your un-beleived a holy story led in motion peers, are punished for their individuality seperating us all