Lee-vil-dead is dead

A man dies

The only pure person in a family of rats

While his sister

The Queen of wounds

Sits on her throne of self righteous justice

Being a cancer of her own

And spreading contempt and hate

Through everything she touches

Apparently she placed a hand on her brother

Cause he is now gone off, into 4 dimensional space

That we can not see in our slices of 3 dimensional world 

You would think that would convince a person

To be less toxic to the world

But leeches can only be what they are

Consume and suck all resources 

It’s never enough until everyone is empty

She’ll fly her feminist flag

Before she’ll fly any flag that protected her while she sleeps peacefully

She’ll scream victim

While victimizing and preying on kind people

And call herself the hurt one

This has gone on far too long

She is never going to stop killing people

Drain everything in a ten mile radius

That was born with a penis

Cause she read a book called “cunt”

And took it in as doctrine

Karl Marx rears his ugly head

And history repeats itself 

Like Einstein’s definition of insanity

Repeat over and over

Expect different results

A good man is dead

He never married

A line of bad girlfriends that wanted open relationships 

And they call us toxic

Meanest bunch of people I ever met

This is a very sad world we live in

And it doesn’t have to be this way

But we do not like each other very much

And everyone has to get their way

How dare they ask me why I’ve abandoned all of it