Nothing to stop the stampede of a raging hurricane’s sweeping winds of hate, Nothing to impede the proceeding of a system forced down our throats, No way to escape this earthly reality, this realm of twisted beliefs and false idols, Nothing to create to stop the destruction, for everything we create ends in destruction… We are the nothing, so we are unaware of the everything that is ending… It’s approaching; the killing is coming, murder, genocide, inclusive suicide… Dawn of a new day to topple the weak foundation of our ignorance… A powerful new world order to overthrow an ailing infection of human life… To wipe away and cleanse us of the filth, destroy and rebuild once again. We walk alone within the loud, buzzing crowd of silence… Circling within breathtaking pain and the emptiness of nothing… Someday you will realize that we are all just a piece of the puzzle… That forms nothing. We will not overcome. We will not supersede. We will not control… We will never be free. Follow me into the bleak darkness that surrounds us… Enter the garden, taste the sweet apple and run… Swim in the bitter oceans of revenge… And I promise… Death will wait for us until the very end. Suffocating as we breathe in our poison… Intoxicated by what has beckoned us all along… We will not cry out… We will not call out… For we are alone. Begging will only extend our suffering… And bring pity onto the one cannot accept his ending. So do not weep for those who have gone, Your time will soon come and you too will find… That there is nothing up above. We will not conquer. We will not defeat. We will not live… We shall not weep.