you feed off death 
this eating covers 
your secrecy hidden
permanent warriors
it's dis economy
stupid mutherfucker
create der big lie
there's 6 billion
who's gonna miss a 
few hundred million?
it only takes
a spark
to start 
a prairie fire
and thus you prosper
your blind linear
thrust rapes this 
earth your reason
exterminates joy
for no reason
death is a cult 
sacrifice to 
your nothingness
and thus you thrive
you start dat war
& sell to both sides 
you wallow in 
your own excrement
seeming to laugh