War! insane war!
Tell us what to do we count no more…
Face the big fist upon us!
Maybe its time to reach the avail
Every man will seek the fear, resources.
Every sense of fear will all fail.
We never fear the very equation,
It seems disembled
We never hate the fact
That we are all infected by war.
Insane war!
I can’t belive we’ve done this.
Can’t believe we’ve poisoned a generation for this passion,
The bullshit beauty fashion…
It has to end before we set our minds free,
All the men should be killed; and the women should trigger the best distopia.