The God's Faeces

Maybe you can think we are pessimisticsobstinated, that's OKthis is your point of viewwe're not truth ownersBut we want to know what you have to sayif you agree, our condolencesif you dischord scream loudprove that we're wrongwe are god's faecesfrom the point that lamThe references are so incovenientI can feel the cry of the childrenthe sadness of the manthe lamentations of the ancientseverything is so realit hurts me deep and cut my fleshthe lover's treasonthe rent of the bodiesMy friend, my loveMy ''I'', my ignoranceeverything is for saleFor cheap pricesCan't you see the flames burning highCan't you see the souls that are screaming in agony