Add some frustration, put in some blame,
a teaspoon of anger to yet fan this flame.
The source of all evil, the source of all sin,
the source of no victories, the source of no wins.
A feeling that's held in until it's exploded,
a feeling that's nonstop, like a pistol reloaded.
A feeling that can't change, that cannot be altered.
A feeling that can't come near to the altar.
The king of divisions, violence and war,
the queen of all murders, bloodshed and gore.
An emotion so hot, it cannot be rated,
now put aggravation and now you have hatred.
A feeling so strong, it's the opposite of love.
It sprang from below, never came from above.
A feeling so powerful, it'll make you hide.
This feeling of hatred is what i feel inside.