f**k the world no one seems to care the retched inhabitants of this god-forsaken place no conscience, no remorse of the tragedies they bring war, violence, pestilence, death a slow destruction of the world bringing this all to bear upon their fellow man or woman their thoughts only of themselves never a moments thought of others hate be the language, violence its expression no love for the people of this world Love won't fill the hearts of the people only the murderous rage drives them the world will not need to wait for hell is the place we once called home