Poison

Come taste a century of hatred Free from the sanity of them Is there something, That you see in all of them Non-believer, a time will come, But when? All you worship in life, Destroyed by human hands, Spare the trouble you feel, Save a breath for your next Spit on the laws that I made for you Betray the treasures within hearts Is there something in death That you think reflects your life? Come taste the loss that I feel, Challenge paradise All you worship in life Destroyed by human hands, Save the trouble you feel, A treasure with no price It's disturbing, the joy I feel, But I feel it more --- Poison - Paradise Lost