I've live inside the wreckage long and care not for what others think. The scene is set as I walk alone. To all of you: this is what you get. The time is right, as I scream upon what's mine. No co-existing. My triumph is tonight. Tho those who walk behind me. Faster now. The pace is high as my blood pumps away. Into shadows of grey I will walk, as I fear only me. The feeling is mutual. You eyes gave you away. No fertile future. Again I lead the flock. Walk.