Mysanthropy Pt 1 (Far From The Real Sense Of Being)

<p>I wonder at miscarried mankind Is our presence justified? I lost my belief in connection with it At the sight of the emptiness Sometimes I feel ashamed Among living corpses without mind </p><p>No, you cannot see Cannot hear, cannot feel The problems which embitter me 'Cause you are just one From the grey faceless crowd You live in stench of ignorance </p><p>Pure Misanthropy It's all because of you! </p><p>Most people in the world Have never been so far From the real sense of being Like now... </p><p>No, I don't feel sorry For men like you I prefer holding you In conpempt forever! </p><p>I feel, I understand the essence But the meaningless existence Of the sceptical people Put obstacles in my way </p><p>Far from the real sense of being Far from the real sense of being</p>