You are my enemy
But not superior than me.

In your eyes the world is black and white,
But its not that simple its not just dark and light.

You see for me as the devil sees for me, but you see you wont win,
I wont be sucked in.

You know this and it angers you
Be true it eats your insides,
and pump hate through your viens, hate you see, but what you dont see is the pity in me eyes.

The hate that runs in your viens florishes the garden known as my life

It angers you that i know you
and judge you.

You are my enemy
But by God you are not superior than me.

For if you were superior as you claim,
you would not wonder about the reason it sickens me to see you breath.