Entitas Mortis: Humane Delights


HUMANE DELIGHTS

My right is to hate you
Because you're so different
It is always easy and bracing to thrash underclass like you
You have no weapons
To defend yourselves
I love to use you when I fulfil my sadistic delights

If you thought that you have human rights, you were so wrong
To me your rights are equal to a filthy dog

My right is to be afraid of you, because you are different
I think that you don’t even have right to breath my air

It is so much fun for me,
To take your dearest away
Make love with them; make them satisfy my animal instincts
Always lovely if you can do
Nothing but cry it out loud
When I am playing slavery with your underdog life

If you thought that you have human rights, you were so wrong
To me your rights are equal to a filthy dog

There is no place or rights for retarded people like you
That’s why you’re a perfect object for my sadistic hedonism

If you thought that you have human rights, you were so wrong
To me your rights are equal to a mangy mutt

My right is to be afraid of you, because you are different
That’s why you’re a perfect object for my sadistic hedonism