You touch innocence
You touch your readers
You don’t live indifferent
Impunity
Your arrogance is a strong
As strong as your conviction
After all these years
We want to finally impale you
But in witches time
You escape from fire
The damage is done
An unbelievable experience
Haunts your victims
Die
You assert your hands on those closed minds
Get your fist in your own throat
Shut your fuck up and snatch your hand out
Your greatest readers want the final word
To close off the last chapter on your shit face
Die
As strong as your conviction
As strong as your persecution