But what is right? For nothing is wrong and nothing against The virtues of liars, the vices of saints No truths divine, no serious reply And nothing for sure, perfection no more No hint or advice, no pure sacrifice
Love is the law, love under will there is no law beyond do what thou wilt
And you are a misshapen design Whom I can easily dominate You live in the world you cannot modify You shouldn't love, you shouldn't hate
Love is the law, love under will there is no law beyond do what thou wilt
I don't respect your obstinacy In fact there's no obstacle you can resist I hold in contempt your constancy Your justice is obsolete Can't I ignore your pretentiousness Shall I tolerate your stupidity Must I feel your self-deceit consciousness When you are run by heard conformity
Lie to a liar for lies are his coin Steal from a thief this easy you'll find Trick a trickster and win the first time - But beware of the man who has no axe to grind
My reticence is my prepotency And you give opinions when you are not asked Your solipsism is ridiculous I do unto others as they do unto me
While I represent my vital indulgence You represent your abstinence I give back what I got And you turn the other cheek Bother no one, but if someone bothers you Ask him to stop And if he doesn't do, destroy him Any creature, human or otherwise Is only as important as they make themselves To other ones The being that created all Might be perfect But when power asks why Then power is weakness