I can't breathe
Cluttered thoughts
I won't see
Your disastrous empire
I shall not
Hear your dinner bell
I choose to
Receive the mission
Wiping away apathy
In this situation presently
And water
The roots
That are dehydrated
In need of youth
To renew a new view
Of hope restored
Ill bring you so close to death
And remind all occupents
Of the disrespect
That has been shown
HO HETCH ETU ALOH!