Lletres: Sick Of It All. Desperate Fool.

Crime, crime against the soul
It does more damage than anyone
Can know as the victims suffer
The secrets that they hold
Will eat away inside them
'Til they finally explode

Desperate fool, unforgivable
We're gonna do away with you
Desperate fool, unforgivable
Your kind won't stand a chance
You call yourself a man?

Let's leave your fate up
To those who've been raped
You impose yourself a lot, no means no
You don't know when to stop
It's body, it's soul, it's all humanity
That's what's violated

Can't you see you're really hated?
Step up the plate, you challenge fate
You've earned a castration
You're face to face with your victims rage
You deserve this laceration