Mad at the world
why shouldn't I be
any means to an end
is no way to be
Where are mens morals
how black be their soul
stooping so low to use torture
have their hearts grown that cold
I thought we were better
that was how I was taught
we once held the high ground
has this all been for naught
I guess man's no more than an animal
once again barbarized
he's returned to those days
before he became civilized
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