I'm the concrete leper sickness repulsion embodied 

But hear the sermon escaping my vermin mouth 

You might even stay with me in the dirt 

I'm soaked in putrid sewage risen from empty words 

To you a legion of nausea 

I'm your sins 

I'm your crown of thorns 

I've seen the blood of generations 

The ravenous mouth called system 

We're all shaped by vulgar hands 

The grip of hate and lies 

The sustenance to our bellicose ways 

An ignorance almost justified as the gap of humanity fraction grows

The skull of life lobotomized 

Hear me I'm ignominy 

There's no renaissance in bleeding 

No I've flown a million minds black in despair 

The liquids of uncertainty spit into their eyes 

Our flesh embedded in counters of iniquity 

It seems like we are all just merchandise 

Not civilized 

No words 

We adapt in our silence 

Paralyzed to changes 

Erasing the last denial lines 

Attitudes crucified 

Still we're going on 

Crawling toward submissive suicide