Provenance Of Hate Lyrics

Octavia Sperati Provenance Of Hate

To spectate your inferiority
What use are you to me

And your presence is passing me by
All the time

It's infesting me and I eliminate it
By offering to the wind

Unsuccessful in your attempt
To outshine my brilliant superiority
And I will paint your shadow red all over

With my spirit I enter you
What use are you to me
It's infesting me and I eliminate it all the time