How can you say you love people,
When you are the mass shooter?
How can you say you have a heart,
When you don\'t even have a soul?
For you are the reason
Why people take their lives,
And you are the reason
Why people give up;
So why do you exist on this earth,
When you aren\'t even king of the hill?
There are so many people dead
Because of you,
And there are so many people
Who are scared of you;
Please listen to me, please
Please surrender to the heavens
And give your life to God,
Because God can help you make a way.
Roses bow down to you
In your death,
Because your death is sacred underground
Your mother and your father are crying
For their cries are sacred,
And now look what you\'ve done
For your politics are always guilty
Behold all the dead faces you have destroyed
And the light continues to shine
Upon them;
How dare you criminalize me,
When I am the victim?
How dare you hold the human race
In low regard?
For you are the mass shooter in people\'s heads
My heart is cold because of you...
And nobody cares about the empath
Who is screaming on the inside,
You have no mercy upon your own
Because your parents don\'t care about you
Not even now,
They are crying because they are ashamed;
How can you see the world
From the devil\'s point of view?
How can people love you
When you don\'t even love yourself?
Spoken like a mad man you are...
For you speak life into existence,
Yet what about our lives
That are at stake?
Do you care about my art at all?
For I am a visionary who sees all...
And I see you in an early grave.
Dead cats, dead dummies, dead lives
They all smell of innocence
That is now taken,
Do you have a heart or a soul?
For life is not pretty against the bully
Raging out your voice to the world;
Well newsflash,
The world doesn\'t want to hear you
Because you speak death upon yourself
For life is a masterpiece overdriven
There is no soul to match your soul
For you are the living dead...
Well rage on, bully
Rage on the crimson lights
For there is not enough speed
To save your life--
Emotions are awakened
And people see you
For the raging monster you really are,
Who are you going to shoot next
In this wild world?
Hopefully your lights will be off by then;
Goodnight, goodnight bully
For your heart shall stop beating
Soon--