Sell Outs

Given a place on this earth

to cause suffering,

inflict pain

while making money off of it

 

Knowing hell awaits,

you live for the now

trying to consolidate your power;

the material is all you think about 

 

Humanity a commodity, to be bought

and sold as slaves;

the soulless cares little for the fate of the innocent;

the damned only care about their selfish desires

 

A present fleeting moment;

a lust for things that don't matter,

hell bent on the destruction of man,

 

Numb to emotions;

don't care if the world burns,

just want to have fun in the process 

 

In the end you are destroyed,

consumed by your hate of what is good

and your own master takes his vengeance on you,

wiping you from existence,

sending you to Hell,

where you deserve to go