Looking at your peaceful face Another worm is born We are living by the human's rules Living worse than the worms We are still supporting parasites There is nothing we can do Sperm, shit, vomit, alcohol It is the stuff describing you The razor blade, a closest friend A little brain, both hands left Their soul is black, their mind is dark We are breeding them We are breeding the scums Breeding the scums Too stupid to understand How to behave, how to live Too clever to realize How to rip off, how to be Lazy useless parasite Still making us all stick Re-producing brand new worms Showing the world to brand new scum Breeding the scums