One kills one and one is free,
who decides its what you see,
and who decides that its not fair,
leaving holes of cold despair
Take the time and you will see,
they’re always staring at me,
Holy cats and Mr Fails,
waste your time this worm has bailed.
Worm Holyman your life is through,
the machine has given up the truth,
For what is said, it was not fair
and churn the dirt that is your fear.