Damn those hateful speeches I had witnessed
Words of filthy blasphemy, eat my fist
Because the words that I know will choke out the despair you dare to sow
If I’m a hater of “true” righteousness
Then so f***ing be it
I don’t give a damn what they say I am
I was made to be this
You analyze too much
It’s no wonder you don’t believe
You yourself destroyed your trust
Cut out your eyes before you could see
I am a child of divine wrath
I am not the spawn of hellish trash
If that’s something you hate or fear
Then cry me a river of tears
Oh wait... you don’t have eyes
So call me a hater
Call me a hater!
It’s not like I haven’t heard that one before