We are the well loathed
Filth clothed excrement of the earth
We are the putrid waste
Spit in the face of happiness and mirth
We are the desecrators
They'll never take us for what we're worth
Because we are the worthless
We exist to piss upon your purpose
Never the story the world interprets
We twist and persist to make the puppets nervous
WE ARE
Of Hails, Horns and Curses
They are the delusional
Institutional wall street maggots
They are the blissfully ignorant
Self proclaimed innocent addicts
They are the prosecutors
For profit they'll prostitute this story so tragic
Because we are the worthless
We exist to piss upon your purpose
Never the story the world interprets
We twist and persist to make the puppets nervous
WE ARE
Of Hails, Horns and Curses
Walk upon your knees
It's all just a disease
Don't get back on your feet
While here with me
You hate us, we despise you
This is what your lies do
Don't speak, don't even move
Because I am not through
Because we are the worthless
We exist to piss upon your purpose
Never the story the world interprets
We twist and persist to make the puppets nervous
WE ARE
Of Hails, Horns and Curses