The vampire roams at night
selfishly trying to carry out his plight,
he’s a blood sucker and he feels he’s right.
Hey sucker that neck,
belongs to Gregory Peck.
The dark of right,
might be wrong in others sight.
Actually it is wrong,
it’s the selfishness where most want to belong.
Motivated on by the devil,
some feel they’re right during their evil.

The German’s of world war two,
roasted millions of Jew’s then drank their brew,
in their micro brains they felt they were right too.
The American Indians who scalped and
massacred day and night
felt they were also right.
The white man who came to invade,
ripped the Indians off,
then stored them on the reservation unpaid.
The American slave trade,
what a low down price the black man paid.
In free labors name,
the slave ships came.
The slavers in their pea brains felt justified,
had no human feelings for the slaves they terrified.

Every individual,
runs with his own selfish schedule.
Inflated in their own minds of meat,
makes no difference if others don’t want to greet.
They’ll force their desires on whoever,
feel they are never wrong ever,
your head they may want to sever,
then throw it in another man’s river.

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