8 acessos
People pretend to be your friends
so they can take everything you own
they place you on glory altars
and celebrate your existence
Friends before your eyes
Enemies in cruel reality
It´s not so hard to notice
Seeing is believing
Shake your hand
Call you "friend"
Plan a trap
to see you down
They´re everywhere dirty human race
Incapable, unhappy, defeated beings
Crawling scum just like
Dante´s serpents
It´s not hard to see
I don´t care to understand
This dirty race among men
who spread deceit