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A race that hates who have

More power or are different

We destroy what we cannot

Control with our index finger

We think we are powerful

When just a simple feeling

Can change our harmony

Destroying our defenses

And we're so blind

That we fall again

I stand in front of the mirror and look at my race

A race that talks about peace stealing food from the starved

I stand in front of the mirror and look at myself

Stealing food from the starved to make weapons to defend them

We cultive our bodies

And wish to never get old

We make masquerades of lies made up with the pain

Of inferior races

While our brain atrophies

In his cranial cell

I stand in front of the mirror and look at my race

A race that wishes to possess the secrets of eternal life

I stand in front of the mirror and look at myself

And think it's God procreating life in test tubes while praying to creator

Why have I born human?

My supremacy is my disgrace

Why have I born human?

Always trying to go ahead of our time

Why have I born human?

Yearing to dominate the universe

Not knowing nothing about ourselves

Why have I born human?

Rational material

Born in image and resemblance

Of an unknown God

Unknown God

Is this humanity purpose

To end as inorganic

Matter to feed the planet which we destroy

Because we think it's ours?