People pretend to be your friends so they can take everything you own they place you on glory altars and celebrate your existence Friends before your eyes Enemies in cruel reality It’s not so hard to notice Seeing is believing Shake your hand Call you “friend” Plan a trap to see you down They’re everywhere dirty human race Incapable, unhappy, defeated beings Crawling scum just like Dante’s serpents It’s not hard to see I don’t care to understand This dirty race among men who spread deceit