You are no friend of mine
Just a wretched waste of Human Flesh
Making Satan into a saint by comparison
Spewing lies in every whisper

A fiend with no soul
No heart, No core
The anti-Christ
Overflowing with a blackness
That beckons malevolence

You smile that half-cocked smirk
While the dagger impales me from behind
I find myself consumed by a Hate that I will not deny
Thought the legal decree
Was the thing to liberate me
Except you will never set me free