Justify my game

The man he plans and the gods who damn
but listen to my friend:
if you have never finished your deeds
and seen them to the end
no chance or accident that
at last you're sitting on the
edge of a gully
senseless rebel
who's mad at everybody
The man he plans and the gods who damn
in among this riotesse
a cut throat from razord edges
isn't more ain't violence
abstract who gives a fuck
bacause i don't justify my game take it
shelter won't make you make it
you're dead... beware...
The man he pland and the gods who damn
contingency's violence
all action a person made as
something else than riotesse
master serving the slave revolution
anarchy raving chaos
nothing can save you from loss
you're gone... beware...