The stench of humankind reeks of hatred, malice, corruption and greed* You're the infection, the plague, the epidemic that poisoned the child, defiled the slaves. Worthless servant to the coin, polluting all in your path Wealth is a crude religion condemning you to a life of treachery. Traitor, you betrayed us all, even the kings will fall. Don't mistaken what you've done to me. You're all full of lies. I will be your defeat, will be your demise. Money hungry swine, how can you put a price on your pride? Repress your possessions and end this obsession Few can be praised without falsehood. Wealth is no measure of man, but a scope into their ability To corrupt and betray, divulge and decay their souls. You're the miscreated ones and I despise you Traitor, you betrayed us all, even the kings will fall Misery's Miscreation, you will be our demise I have lost all faith in humanity, fueled by corruption hate and greed. Forsaken is the ground we tread, for we are the walking dead. You are misery's miscreation