Painting The Misanthropy

Extremities caused By the freakiest minds Caring less for you caring least for us While systems cry battle Upon deceitful dreams In the name of religion The slaughter begins Complaining about men's Birth given rights Just think again of Humanitarian standpoint Man in his mortal form And his weakened spirit Driven by wolves Soothed by whisperers Like there's light in the tunnel Like there's hope in the bottom of the sea Outrageous cults If your colour contrasts The main colour In a picture of misanthropy Zealots crave power Sought after henchmen Materialize morality Over civil unrest Bring forth primordial insticts Social automatism Transpired fascism Man in his mortal form And his weakened spirit Driven by wolves Soothed by whisperers Like there's light in the tunnel Like there's hope in the bottom of the sea