Poison

Come taste a century of hatred
Free from the sanity of them

Is there something,
That you see in all of them
Non-believer, a time will come,
But when?

All you worship in life,
Destroyed by human hands,
Spare the trouble you feel,
Save a breath for your next

Spit on the laws that I made for you
Betray the treasures within hearts

Is there something in death
That you think reflects your life?
Come taste the loss that I feel,
Challenge paradise

All you worship in life
Destroyed by human hands,
Save the trouble you feel,
A treasure with no price

It's disturbing, the joy I feel,
But I feel it more