You have no self control you have no self respect you have no tolerance for pain and you've lost your will to fight you have no conviction, no condition you have no code and no honor and I consider you a disgrace this is the eulogy that no one will hear nothing left to hold dear this is the wake no one will attend all my heroes are dead you got your own rules now and your new friends now claim your thinking for yourself it's an excuse for your lack of strength call the movement a joke, the foundation a fraud but when your world turns to weak we will still be here standing strong. in these days of disgrace