When I see you
Down on the ground
I laugh at you
My hate's no bound
I like fighting
I have no fear
Because I'm mad and
Glad to be sad
You live in pain
But I don't care
Your flashy brain
Make me shudder
When you're in sludge
I smash your head
Never I move
I think I do
What please me
I think, you see
What's boring to you
Neither pity,
Nor remorse
Neither pity,
No remorse
Neither pity,
Neither pity
...Nor remorse!
And every night
Into the dark
We go in slums
Seeking som sluts
We slit their throats
And we take a bath
As in the sluts of vices
In their slobbery blood
I feel no shame
Sorrow the same
For me the weaks
Are nonentities
I slug the softies
And slosh the punies
No how I regret
I think I do
What please me
I think, you see
What's boring to you
Neither pity,
Nor remorse
Neither pity,
Nor remorse
Neither pity,
Neither pity
...Nor remorse!
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