He keeps his Hyde deep under the surface.
Kick the baby. Rape that bitch.
Why that monster even exists who can know?
Spit on the poor. Rob the rich.
I judge not what is never seen,
Love is for cowards. Law for the weak.
That represents little of a human soul.
The way to live, Take all you can keep.
Some might battle demons by the dozen
Keeping them at bay as they warmly smile.
Others might only have a half-formed beast
As they help humanity all the while.