I curse my mother for her choice to create a life
And I curse my father, for his lukewarm, soon twentyseven
year old seed, so virile.
But most of all I curse myself, you disgusting piece of
shit, you tasteless joke.
From birth lost, since I was a child eternally damned.
I am the missing link, a failure that should never have
happened.
I say no to life, no to myself
And all of god's perverted creations
Mother Earth, all forests and mountains.
A gene pool so defect

Senseless reasoning
You believe what you want to believe
Farewell my fairwheater friend
On you no one can depend
Bad times
Now they must end
Whatever you want it to be
For you that's what it will be
Honesty to you is arbitrary
Logic is lost in your
Cranial abattoir
Shallow
Empty inside
Sly witted
Full of snide
Bad times
Now they must end
The shutter-speed of your thinking process
Is small
Too small
Too full of pride
Bad times
Now they must end
Farewell my fairwheater friend
Bad times
Now they must end
Farewell my fairwheater friend
Farewell my fairwheater friend
Bad times
Now they must end
You used to be nice
Now you're twice as nice
You used to be good
Now you're too good
Farewell my fairwheater friend
Bad times
They must end
On you no once can depend
Farewell my fairweather friend
Logic is lost in your cranial abbatoir
Shallow
Empty inside
Sly-witted
Full of snide
The shutter-speed of your thinking process
Is small
Too small
Too full of pride
Lost in a storm

Farewell my fairweather friend
Senseless reasoning
You believe what you want to believe
Farewell my fairweather friend
On you no one can depend
Bad times
Now they must end
Whatever you want it to be
For you that's what it will be
Honesty to you is arbitrary
Logic is lost in your
Cranial abattoir
Shallow
Empty inside
Sly witted
Full of snide
Bad times
Now they must end
The shutter-speed of your thinking process
Is small
Too small
Too full of pride
Bad times
Now they must end
Farewell my fairweather friend
Bad times
Now they must end
Farewell my fairweather friend
Farewell my fairweather friend
Bad times
Now they must end
You used to be nice
Now you're twice as nice
You used to be good
Now you're too good
Farewell my fairweather friend
Bad times
They must end
On you no one can depend
Farewell my fairweather friend
Logic is lost in your cranial abattoir
Shallow
Empty inside
Sly-witted
Full of snide
The shutter-speed of your thinking process
Is small
Too small
Too full of pride
Lost in a storm
Farewell my fairweather friend
Bad times
Now they must end
Bad times
They must end
On you no one can depend
Farewell my fairweather friend
Farewell my fairweather friend
Farewell my fairweather friend

Farewell my fairweather friend.
Senseless reasoning.
You believe what you want to believe.
Farewell my fairweather friend.
On you no one can depend.
Bad times, now they must end.
Whatever you want it to be, for you that's what it will be.
Honesty to you is arbitrary.
Logic is lost in your cranial abattoir.
Shallow, empty inside.
Sly-witted and full of snide.
Bad times, now they must end.
The shutter-speed of your thinking process is small, too small.
Too full of pride.
Bad times, now they must end.
Farewell my fairweather friend. (x2)
Bad times, now they must end.
You used to be nice, now you're twice as nice.
You used to be good, now you're too good.
Farewell my fairweather friend. (x2)
Bad times, now they must end.
Used to be nice, now you're twice as nice.
Used to be good, now you're too good.
Farewell my fairweather friend.
Bad times - they must end.
On you no one can depend.
Farewell my fairweather friend.
Logic is lost in your cranial abattoir.
Shallow, empty inside.
Sly-witted and full of snide.
The shutter-speed of your thinking process is small, too small.
Too full of pride.
Lost in a storm.
Farewell my fairweather friend.
Bad times, now they must end.
Bad times - they must end.
On you no one can depend.
Farewell my fairweather friend. (x4)

Looking for a cure within the human race
Eliminate the poor, how much longer will it take
Burning up the tents of the rank and file
Exterminate their lives, crack a demon smile
Crushing down, caving in our will to live
Getting rid of man's mistakes
To take a lost life, lock it up, break it down
How much more can we take
Fight for freedom, fight authority
Fight for anything, my country tis' of me
Cry for absolution, it's not the end for me
A last minute pardon, one final reprieve
Resist the war machine, don't get in it's path
Fight to die a free man and reap the aftermath
Crushing down, caving in our will to live
Getting rid of man's mistakes
To take a lost life, lock it up, break it down
I don't know how much more I can take