The Parasite

Unethical creation

Disgusting and forlorn

Filthy thoughts and hate

Demon without honor

Born long time ago

Spell of human nature

The sickness of humanity has grown

And built a parasite

Anger and fear, two dimensional beings

Like a snake in the grass it survives

Sometimes it takes a walk in the dark

Where only shadows are

Red gloomy eyes

Swallowed the light around

It can't find the way out

Of this painful existence

Unseen creature starving for

Mankind's Madness forevermore

Never been seen, but always aside

It smells your greed and tastes your pride

Formless I exist thoughout you

I will be the last nail in your coffin

My life is the reflection of your weakness

I want to be dead