and what am I to you?   hopefully not a piece of misconception   that life's rule has pounded into your head   why is there a difference?   why is it appealing?   pain - oppression   you’re feeding off our insecurities   they’re living off your fucking tyrannical lies   how can you degrade the ones   you've claimed to love?   how can you degrade the ones   you've claimed to call equal?   and you think our pleasure justifies our   self destruction that you've   bought into here, let me strip down to my bare skin let   me show you what you call equal   a rotting corpse is what you will have   left in your hand   it used to be equable but you won’t conceive of it   you defy it