I'm full of hate nobody wants it I'm full of love and nobody wants me nobody will help me I'd rather have nothing than be nothing the lonely man strikes with absolute rage eternal suffering in different directions Treat them mean keep them keen No structure, no society sitting there oh so violently blame everyone for your agony a lustful blasphemy shoot it up from arm to armed two tone attack knife crime analogy they run the streets and disabled biology Treat them mean keep them keen a victims complex and bang goes the gun they go running...