Compelled to copulate
I'm not disappointed to be ugly as a human
when the lancet starts to pierce my skin, slashing, cutting
the reproductive
tool compel to copulate
castrate, dissect the base of human silliness
finish with the impulsion
I disowned
what I don't deserve
sex is now running your lives
harassed by subjective circumstances
we succumb by machination
too much
subliminal
it's infecting our brain
regularly soaking with sex
humans drowning in a pathetic circle, more disgusting than animal
instincts
man has pushed the nastiness too far, constantly present in everyone's mind
rise in an infatuated world our soul
impregnated with sexual perversion and
sickening growing variations
this is just a fragmentation that I'll eternally
desecrate
revolting state of being for human kind
I hope your misrepresentation will wipe out human races with all
viral
syndromes created by your avidity
you will suffer when your infected blood will condemn your pathetic
existence of bestial
activities.
