Matt.

"The knowledge that seeking the favor of another Means the murder of self.Sickness to you my master Here's to getting worse hope it kills you faster. A shot gun blast into the face of deceit You'll gain your just reward. We'll not rest until the purge is complete You will reap what you've sown. My redemption lies in your demise. In such a world as this does one dare to think for himself? The paradox of power and peace will destroy itself To know the truth and live in fear of no man. To realize that this in itself is an ascension Toward the day we revolt."