Hard hearted men and black souls
the offsprings of the harm
they are wicked they abouse
and irrilate to the bound
scoundrels in world of spite
growing white with anger
they found and fixed one's eyes
on the place you will go

So beware an evil plans
witch they made to prevent from you
turn your head, not to be dead
it's only way to see the truth
manjac beasts with their keys
took the doors on the monster man
gloathingly, cupidify
did one's beast, envy stangers them
they round an you everywhere
they rout your, your hiding place
piktograms' language
speaks the truth in face
envy is evilness
and the envy is weak
killing kind technology
is the way to the sleep.