A misanthropic vision, apathy is omnipresent

All I see is a congregation of crud

A waste of space serving none but my cravings

A delicate selection of the tools of my trade

All shall fall with a thrust of steel

Hammer at hand, blunt force trauma impending

A ritual concoction, with a slight hint of insanity

Your utopic society lies awash, no standards, no morals

Only grime remains, a monument of integrity

Only grime remains

Decrepit and stale, only picturesque remnants of your salivating ignorance

You all stare into a bottomless pit

With a cracking sound I relieve this earth from another piece of shit

A misanthropic vision, apathy is omnipresent

A waste of space serving none but my cravings

A delicate selection of the tools of my trade

All shall fall with a thrust of steel

Hammer at hand, blunt force trauma impending

I just had to destroy something beautiful

Is this hysteria? Human nature at its purest form, at its purest form

For all I care call me obscene

And pretend to live your life pristine

Rancor fed those like me grow

To feed until there is nothing to show

A ritual concoction, with a slight hint of insanity

A sensible inheritance, the destruction of decency

Standing in a pool of blood, the remnants of my bidding