No More Hate

At the moment I have no more hate to offer I feel nothing I feel nothing as I bring down my arm The one that holds the metal bar The one that bashes in your brains Bludgeon and crush again 'til your mind oozes All over the floor, soaking into the carpet I don't care I don't feel and if your brain was still in Your head you might even realize that --- No More Hate - Autopsy