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Praise your name, Human

Praise your race, Human

Your notion of existence

Makes me sick as hell

Do you believe in supremacy?

Of course, yes

You built a crown

And then, put it on your head

There is no reward

How did you lose

Your name, animals?

You are the others

That's the definition:

Destroyer, cancerous

You are the carcinogenic matter

Absurd Supremacy

Anyway you're not that different

Monkeys do what you do

You're so poor, Human

You don't live on

Something transitory

You won't leave your

Mother for another one

You'll die with her

You will die in your dirty shit

You make me sick

As you make your planet

Yes, you make me sick

As you make everything die

You are the carcinogenic matter