On the wings of hysteria, rumors are accepted as truth.
As creatures, we're lost in our own vanity.
We accept faith as fact and fact as blasphemy.
Babies are baptized out of the fear that they are inherently evil.
We're all evil, we've created a hell we all live in every-fucking-day.
And still we believe there is a heaven for us to go to.
I wish i could see your face when you realized you're just going to rot in the ground.
You're fucking evil.
