When Tubes Cease To Glow

In a time of technological abundance Mankind refuses to civilly evolve With power comes great responsibility And the elements of the Earth are not ours to destroy I am as guilty as any Enslaved to my addictions Like an injection to perpetuate murder Human beings are just a strain Of a malignant infectious plague Mutilating that which cannot falter from innocence Sad, angry and f**king sickened I have lost sympathy for my wretched species No grown person is devoid of vile sins Imagine a small child Skinned alive and writhing in anguish Suffering with pain and fear A fate worse than death; denied of dignity In a stage so tender and mild Equal to animals incapable of committing cruelty The craving for riches is the worst f**king excuse For the lack of compa*sion for all life Exterminate this f**king human race To murder a grown man is justifiable Unlike our drunkenly relentless carnage