Misantropic Supremacy

The cry of the stone idols

Tears the old wounds open
Long forgotten laws
Reverberate with pounding of my heart


Living in me is the pain
Of misplacement and grief

Of having nothing real to gain
Civilization is the thief


Persistrence guarding my identity
I've laid thr cornerstone
Of misantropic supremacy


Sick of omnipersistent verbal seizure
Meaningless backdrop existence

I withdraw and step aside
Grinding sheding annihilating


Clenching my fists I give out a cry
Of suppressed hatred and prisoned mind
What you worship I call a lie

Blindness and idiocy of all mankind

Perseverance

Stronger than ever
Led by the principles
Of misantropic supremacy