Testo di Hate

An evil look that tells me to fuck off from the one who 'll never treat me soft i start to boil and to concentrate on images of anger and of hate these are the ways i feed my hate these are the lights that burn too late these are the ways i feed my hate these me the lights that burn too late the mean stupidity of what he says the millions who admire it and they spread and all i wanta feel is just them dead and have to eat the things they did and said these are the ways i feed my hate these are the lights that burn so late these are the ways i feed my hate these are the lights that burn too late hate why am i afraid?