Human Nature

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A being lusting after colonized perfection 
Fearing their damnation
Ignoring their abominations

Blood, gore, those are welcome to the view
But nude, a being is vile
Disgust of a body, thick as bile

A fear of their own nature present
This is civilization
Order now means controlled separation

So secretly the men touch
So secretly the women lay
These urges secretly kept at bay

Damnation if they found out
Deeds dirty and crude like mud
Surely, women need men, and men need blood

Like a porn addiction
These desires getting sicker and sicker
This is what I like to call human nature

More violence, more ignorance!
Let the tolerance for red grow
Let their hearts turn into a black crow

Utopia at the first sight
They can't let the world know
For the audience is impressionable
So don't let the secrets show

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