so march street soldiers shoulder to shoulder we dont take orders just mayhem and disorder forfeit,erase or suceed when we countermeasure enveloped disease when we increase in inner pressure in tyrany or sadness we never break down in repentance we protude against the madness breaking our deepest silence crowding in and out of places like uniformed street soldiers yet stubborn,rebellious and always refusing to take their orders we march,we shout what we feel in the deepest dark of our hearts they call us different because we live outside,beneath and apart so let us march as they hear whats inside that they fear to them this is very clear that our time is soon near ... i need critiuques. ^_____^ much love in advance!