It's been doing some thinking

And felt fair that she should know

All actions in which partake

Are far beyond it's control

Whether it was born or bred

(Genetic, Environment)

I wouldn't bother to ask it why

Simply concentrate on when

It lies awake, yes, quite obsessed

Making plans but It won't tell

So longs to hear her final words:

"I brought this on myself"

The theory of futility

Now you'll learn, so be prepared

Enemies are equal to

Wrath times the speed of fright squared

If you don't kill me

I'm going to have to kill you... you-who

My God helps those who help themselves

Of thus, she shant be ashamed

Crawl into line and wait your turn

Remember Jesus slaves

Department of Probation:

"Legally It can't be blamed,

held therefore unaccountable

since It's clinically insane

- what a shame again"

If you don't kill me

I'm going to have to kill you... you-who

You must decide

We're out of time

No place to hide

Your choice, not mine!