“From within myself I hear it speak,

Why bother when life is so bleak?

Shouldn’t you be chasing and drinking and dancing?
Shouldn’t you be playing and cursing and running?

I felt this rage burn, grow and churn, 

Scream, Yell and Fight

Burst out of my chest with all its might, 

Cover-up my sweet desire, for today you conspired, 
Against me your former friend, 

On this day you shall meet your end.”