Landlord of hypocrisy

Curse thy spells so I will be in pain. Insane mind games to cover up your shame. Landlord of hypocrisy speak thy words of tyranny, then I will be the remedy to all of your misery.

Brainwashed pride which keeps me going on. Scream what makes me tick. I shall go on. Landlord of hypocrisy beware of your autocracy for opposition’s rising and they are sick of your insanity.

Can’t you see pain is the only thing you cause? Slowly but filthy your lies spread in all ways. No way out ’cause I’m already in it. If I don’t go on I’ll be dead in a minute. I wish I had just a little more pride, but somehow it has already died.

What is at the end now? New life or nothing more? Searching for the answers like Roger did before. Landlord of hypocrisy you’re cancer to society, your acts need no apology for your rule your earth in blasphemy.