Hypocrites

You need fire to put out water

Because everything you spit out is a lie

Indeed the work can dismiss it all

But the destroyer swallowed it raw

You need a fire to put out a whimper of water

The stories used to turn rotten on the lips of a loser

And all the stories dialogue with new people and old lies

You and they never silently talk about old friends

You need a flame to extinguish the water foam

Because liars have penetrated your contemporary body

Too many rainbow arches that you blacked out

And the forest of friendship that was once preserved together

Now shouting for help from the ground that you all earth has scorched

Stop it now

The footsteps of the hypocrites guerrilla on the side of the road

All that crawls on the basis of a paradigm that is so shallow

Ruined and devastated in shreds of morals diarrhea vengeful

Stop this second too

Because there is no truth that you plant in the night discussion field

You are only busy camouflaging togetherness with sweet experiences in capitalist restaurants

Stop it now

Stop this second too

Stop it

I'm sick of hearing it ...