Homo Homini Lupus Est

Man's destructive hand Spares nothing that lives He kills to amuse himself For the sake of killing Proud and terrible king From a garbage throne he rules His kingdom junkyard planet A pile of worthless ruins From the lamb he tears its guts And makes his harp resound From the wolf his deadly tooth To polish his works of art From the elephant his tusks To make a toy for his child His table is covered with corpses A bloodthirsty beast Rivers of blood running deep Fed by exterminating carnage This is the true face of man Homo homini lupus est In this general carnage He who exterminates all others Will exterminate himself He's heaping up his own funeral pyre The whole earth Perpetually steeped in blood Is a vast altar Upon which all that is living Must be sacrificed without end Without measure, without pause Until the consumption of things Until evil is extinct Until the death of death Rivers of blood running deep Fed by exterminating carnage This is the true face of man Homo homini lupus est