5-6. They care nothing for what you think;if you get in their way, they blow you off.They live (they think) a charmed life:“We can’t go wrong. This is our lucky year!”
7-8. They carry a mouthful of hexes,their tongues spit venom like adders.They hide behind ordinary people,then pounce on their victims.
9. They mark the luckless,then wait like a hunter in a blind;When the poor wretch wanders too close,they stab him in the back.
10-11. The hapless fool is kicked to the ground,the unlucky victim is brutally axed.He thinks God has dumped him,he’s sure that God is indifferent to his plight.
12-13. Time to get up, God—get moving.The luckless think they’re Godforsaken.They wonder why the wicked scorn Godand get away with it,Why the wicked are so cocksurethey’ll never come up for audit.