10/08/06 10:01:56.66 Hf/5eLpV
In a place where no one goes, The arid self is a final breath,
So discontinue, the anti-septic, gay charade, As a cry of justice comes,A malignant fire fades.
I am the reason your future suffers, I am the hatred you won't embrace
I am the word of a putrid station, I am the remedy, spit in my face.
All your laws and rules are outdated, All your subjects are doing the games,
I can rattle off a million other reasons why, But does it matter when the only thing we love will die?
We have made the present obsolete. What do you want? What do you need? We'll find a way, When all hope is gone!
We've seen the fall of the elite, Buried alive sick and diseased. We'll end the world, When all hope is gone! WHEN ALL HOPE IS GONE!!!