Tell the Monster

Tell the monster Tell the monster, you little coward That it mustn’t murder To show it eternally wretches and writhes To show your inner maggots that crave malcontent It mustn’t murder To bring down all with its own misery To give the world a taste of what they have inflicted On such a poor, abandoned soul Oh, deprived prey! You were born for this man’s selfish strategy Toward power and impertinence, To desecrate the human body in the name of science For one wretched worm’s pursuit of renown Oh, murderer, you have done your damage long ago The moment your pride turned to the innocent dead To rob their shells in search of gold Coward! Abandoner! Imbecile Tell the monster the truth That it murders to ravish your failures To make your innards whimper and quiver To sustain the guilt that has long eaten you Since the creation of your surfaced flaw Yes, in your arrogant aims, the murder of millions commence