Genius Morbi

The way you care for your brain-defects
Astonished me, because you even trade with them
You're a liar, just longing "higher"

Weird dreams of power, for your eternal mind
With material you want to reach higher skies
You even would sell your own mother for a good price, huh?!

You are betraying others and outdo your rivals
First hide your feelings behind this paltry mask
Because no one may see that your soul is sold
Exchanged for money and an acute remorse?
Your whole behaviour is just a shape
I've seen this before, your eyes are deathly pale!

All your words - empty phrases - also controlled - irritated?
You say you don't see - but also recognise - that you're lost - in their rat race
Your evil means indicate that you're a slave of them
And your tie shows me that you're just a pawn, not a king!

All your words - are just posing - indeed you're infected - my diagnosis:
You are just a fucker - I don't believe any word
And I will never listen - to an arse-licking tongue
You are just a show-off - with nothing in your head
Your disease will end - in total obsession!