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