Contempt کے بول

Your eyes burn with false soul, glittering hollow And your mind churning black hole furnace for ego And your heart greedy Clutching at morsels of power, your fists clenched but still weak Pretending to lead as you follow A new lie spills out blithely each breath that you swallow Afflicted with self doubt Childlike, craven and callow you hang Twisted on shame Shame You never learned what it means to be a man You never learned what it means to be a man Fraud in the vestments of father You're not a shaman at all Your eyes burn with false soul, glittering hollow And your mind churning black hole furnace for ego And your hate roots deep Rots inside And your face betrays just what you try to hide The depth of your folly and shame