If you gave me a fresh carnation. I would only crush its tender petals. With me you'll have no escape. And at the same time there'll be nowhere to settle. I trample down all life in my wake. I eat it up and take the cake. I just avert my eyes to the pain. Of someone's loss helping my gain. If you gave me a dream for my pocket. You'd be plugging in the wrong socket. With me there's no room for the future. With me there's no room with a view at all. I am out of season all year around. Hear machinery roar to my empty sound. Touch my heart and feel winter. Hold my hand and be doomed forever. If you gave me a fresh carnation. I would only crush its tender petals. With me you'll have no escape. And at the same time there'll be nowhere to settle. And if you're wondering by now who I am. Look no further than the mirror. Cause I am the Greed and Fear. And every ounce of Hate in you.