You say morals, generosity
Are human qualities
That the man is the only
Thinking creature in the universe
These are such qualities
Whisch they wish for the others
Inside they're angry demons
And that's just their cover
Deception, listen to the sound of the truth

The beats lives by instinct
And you can reason, you're sanguinary
You flutter in your dreams
You can't feel this coarse reality

The man is the animal sometimes better,
But mostly worse than the dog
Through his mental and spiritual development
He become the worst of all
He sold himself for the fanatic belief,
Where is no place for a man
Only slaving for the made up master

The double-faced life
Has turned him into unclear creature
Not only for himself
But also for the others
Seeing through the mist
Depreciates our life
We lose the ability
To improve ourslves