Thirst for blood,
A taste for flesh.
No more remorse,
No tears to cry.

Rape and kill and destroy.
Stealing innocent souls.
Standing alone in the rain,
Crying out in shame.

I wish for someone to tell me
When did we go blind?
I wish for someone to explain
When did things go that bad?

A disease without a cure,
A plague without an end;
You know, they used to say
To have faith in the human race.

No Fate!
But What We Make!