Confined in a cell feed with dope
Mankind is save from the misanthrope
His weird disease made him choke
Killing for air the misanthrope
He chose their fate
With wrath and hate
He couldn't face
The human race
There is no cure, there is no hope
His mind is obscure the misanthrope
Slowly falling down the mental slope
Until he reach the end the misanthrope
Sickness
Anger
Envy
Detest
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