Sick And Wicked

Stale minds and frozen souls

Lacing all from pole to pole

Fighting till they've met their limit

Sitting pretty, the sick and wicked.

True eyes and lying hearts

Have fostered hatred from the start

Whispered gossip and hidden secrets

The virus vineyard, the sick and wicked.

Dead core and thoughtless brawn

Running cruelly on and on

Leaving innocents standing rigid

Evil essence, the sick and wicked.

On their knees, alive and dead

With a trail of all the blood they've bled

Trapped in a life addicted

Its just them, the sick and wicked.

Crying out all in vain

The monsters can only be insane

Lives of which they are the victim

Poor people, the sick and wicked.