But you, come here and right me to gladly become your wrongs.

Taking swings with swords aimed at your neck.

Slaying now your words without hold.

But you, with your head off you will shut it by yourself later on?

Killing all the insane’s dreams.

Killing doesn’t trouble me mentionable,

worse would be if this wasn’t done, with One,

for in the unknowing nothing is learnt

except for a piece of meat that will die.

Fully fooled will get killed

with the aged and worn inscription:

KNOW WHAT YOU BELIEVE

But see! This went uncurtailed home to nil experience.

Content with digging up justice for the unjust bastards

and want a grudge in being worst animal for pity.

(In a contemporaneously; hear the stinking retards

scream lies about their own attraction and full dignity.)

Have here emptyhanded freed the cultivated,

have in haste dug up violated non-years as they sow:

BELIEVE WHAT YOU KNOW.

But, that which is unwanted drags down that which is wanted:

scum rave so usefully and pigheadedly,

letting vexed be and very quickly search for more.

Lying unconscious and conscious.

Striking at life with a weak: “Possibly”,

to always use as an approvable excuse to throw:

KNOW WHAT YOU KNOW.

You,

who tear up easier by your executioner’s songs

than your own imposed and legitimated sorrows, listen:

We,

we do know that our world is decayed and everywhere raped

with control: Shaping defect normality’s, guilt unpaid.

You, it was done all too easily, that now must be said…

Let me now with sympathy mention something Obvious:

Refuse waste solace on what is hopeless.

Initiate immediately to work for The Choice and now;

KNOW WHAT YOU ARE.

NEW TIME IS HERE.