Push an otherwise meek man far enough
And he will eventually go off like a time bomb
Tick tick ticking indignant yet cathatic chaos
In it's full glory for all the bullies to witness
Soulless sycophants fellating corporations
As tools help line the pockets of fat cats
At the expense and suffering of good people
Held down by the hatred and envy of others
What goes around really does come around
Yes, all despicable acts run their due course
Evil people should all know this one thing
Karma is a bitch that runs full circle always
I'm not in the business of spreading hatred
There are already enough people doing that
For me to want to join in with the twisted orgy
Is it too much too soon to ask for peace and love?
They can give it their best of best fucking shots
But they will never be able to destroy us completely
For even inside prison there is freedom from within
The hearts and mind of the neglected and downtrodden