The Failure of Creation کے بول

Disgust and hate Is what I feel When I think of you The plague and thousand deaths Is what I wish for you You crowned yourself as evolution's culimation What a farce You are nothing but a pathogene Uncontrolled you spread out More and more appear Mother earth is staggering The plague and thousand deaths Is what I wish for you Oh, I despise you Hate you Spit on you Mankind, despicable arrogant creatures Mankind, estranged from nature Mankind, a plague for itself Mankind, the failure of creation