Villainy has many forms, but none as vile as virtue The deapth of your commpassion is as shallow as your thoughts As you claim to embrace the angels Your intention are too dark to speak Like a wolf in sheep's clothing You pretend to be part of the flock And somehow you convince us all That you are something you're not Those words and actions tear us all down And you're not content 'til everyone around Is with you in that hole you've dug for yourself Die alone in thathole by yourself This id where I drew the line Sever all ties With no regrets