Death to all nation.
Oh foulest kinds.
Kings of greed,
Queens of bitterness.
Will there ever be a time,
Where us human wont destroy,
Make fun of,
And envy each other.

Am I proud of all that I have.
No, the answer will be.
Some times I lay and wish,
That I never was.
I lay in bitterness.
I cry,
I hate,
I envy.
God himself hates who I am.

Let all nations die,
God himself fell the loneliness I feel,
Humans themselves destroy each other,
Over hate, lies, and most of all,
Pride, the thing I don't have.
Let the shadow of my heart,
Cover those who are of light.
Let them die in darkness,
As I am.

Toby Keet