No abortions
No tears
The lies make my daily fears
Let`s breed the god will help!
Then stone each other to make our bread in peace
Hard questions on my mind, quiet, i`m over my head i signed a lease

The questions to what no one dares to anwser me
The questions that i`m tired asking about
What will be tomorrow?
And after that?
The day after that?
What is one millenium in time for a fly?
Morally correct fly
We need to feed and feed the world
Running in a panic like a bitch in heat
Giving money to the lesser poor
Signing a contract with the faul soul
Morally correct demon whore

Feed the poor
Choke the rich
As long as we can have a long sleep
And don`t need to hear people whine and bitch
Not caring about tomorrows feed
The rich feed the poor seed

Humanism is anti-humanism
Anti-humanism is the new humanism
I can`t find the right in the wrong
Anti-Life is life
Life is prelude to death
I can`t find in this logic
Not a tail or a head
Burying myself before i`m dead