I have looked out over this precipace you call life.
I looked down over the masses and saw nothing but strife.
I saw the robed ones adorned "in Gods own image"
I saw nothing but hypocracy, lunacy and moral damage.
I looked over and saw a man shot and killed for being black.
I saw you look down on him and then you turned your back.
I watched your greed and your corruption and egotism.
Blinded by all but the thought of capitalism.
I watched as you martyred the good ones among you.
They were few in number but injustice rang true.
Now im the hated one no longer a friend to your sorry asses.
Just cause i see things different and not through rose colored glasses.
I tried to be there for you to be your best friend.
There to offer a shoulder or guidence through the end.
You laughed at me when i cried as i watched the news.
Hurt by the pain and suffering by those of different views.
So fucking what.. I wear black and i like the taste of blood.
Youve found a different person to to taint with you