"Mankind"
There’s something inside us
Is suicidal?
Is it primitive or primal?
With persistence,
And no existence,
Eliminating all that’s with us.
No answer,
For disaster,
Mankind spreads on the land like cancer.
With faith in,
A contradiction,
We fight to the death,
And we kill for fiction.
There’s something inside us
Is suicidal?
Is it primitive or primal?
With persistence,
And no existence,
Eliminating all that’s with us.
No answer,
For disaster,
Mankind spreads on the land like cancer.
With faith in,
A contradiction,
We fight to the death,
And we kill for fiction.