NTR...what’s that? A sick twisted game,
A mask for the weak, a cry for shame.
You hide behind lies, play with the pure,
But your soul’s diseased, it’s rotten, insecure.

You wear a mask, but it’s cracked and torn,
A false king, yet you’re hollow, scorned.
NTR, a sickness rotting the mind,
A predator’s pleasure, the vilest kind.

A criminal mindset, that’s what you wear,
A wolf in disguise, pretending to care.
You take what’s sacred, tear it apart,
Like a parasite feeding off a broken heart.

You think it’s a thrill, a moment of fun,
But in the end, it’s you who’s undone.
For NTR isn’t love, it’s a curse,
A path that destroys, an universe in reverse.

You’re not a player, you’re a coward in disguise,
Living your life on a trail of lies.
you ignore what’s true,
And in the end, you’ll have nothing to lose.

NTR is evil, it’s criminal at its core,
And all you’ll have left is an empty throne.

So take a look in the mirror and see,
The monster you’ve become, the hell you decree.
For those who thrive on NTR's pain and call themselves ntr lover,
Are forever trapped in their own chain.

No one who thrives on that will rise,
You can never escape your twisted lies.
For the darkness you spread is a curse you wear

You can’t outrun the truth you face,
Your hollow reign will leave no trace.
you let your soul wither in the lies you create.

In your arrogance, you’ve sealed your fate,
A lifetime of regret, too late to change.

Death to NTR, and to those who dare,
To walk this path, unaware.
For the price of deceit is always too high,
And one day, you’ll look in the mirror and ask, why?!?!?

So mark this moment, remember this call,
For in the end, it’s your downfall.

DEATH TO NTR.