The Misanthrope Lyrics - Cadaver

Confined in a cell feed with dope 

Mankind is save from the misanthrope 

His weird disease made him choke 

Killing for air the misanthrope 

He chose their fate 

With wrath and hate 

He couldn't face 

The human race 

There is no cure, there is no hope 

His mind is obscure the misanthrope 

Slowly falling down the mental slope 

Until he reach the end the misanthrope 

Sickness 

Anger 

Envy 

Detest 

His spiteful mind 

Made him blind 

Complete insane 

He caused a lot of pain 

Now he's confined 

They'll try to cure his mind 

For him it's too late 

To obliterate 

His brain gets shrinked day by day 

Soon it all will fade away... 

Between his hand they lied shocked and terrified 

Just waiting to die... 

Sickness 

Anger 

Envy 

Detest 

There is no cure, there is no hope 

His mind is obscure the misanthrope 

Slowly falling down the mental slope 

Until he reach the end the misanthrope