How dare you walk with such pride
Think of those you've deceived
Think of what you've slaughtered
In the name of greed
How can you stand and smile
In the presence of those slain fresh by your hand
And ask them again for all they can give
Evil, you
Hide in your trickery
In your mockery
In a rose bush
In naive notions
That the sweetness will rub off on you
And that you will not be cut
And never mind the roses you trample
On your blind path.
Evil, they
Give you no more options
No more choice
Only the best of what you deserve
You deserve
Evil, you
Deserve nothing.
 
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