Testo di Utilitarianist In Hell

I've had enough of human poison To fill my pores with grief I made my colossal wit from scratching the surface With the hundreds of thousands of soldiers I command with my lungs So with this strength of battalions We kill for utility I bathe my compassion With words of discernment will they Praise us for selflessness Sacrifice righteousness for life These ghosts of holy corpses bow Oh come child you have made us proud The words of wiser men will sound Our crimes are numerous and loud