The Great will fall
The Failures shall rise
And what once was, will never come to be again

Lines are being drawn,
Sides being chosen
As unity self-destructs for rebirth;
What is true?
What is a false illusion?

The righteous, the evil, and all the in-between,
None will matter as Humanity's worse is dragged out unto the daylight

No more secrets
No more denial
There's no where to run

So I'll embrace this shitshow
This sick joke of reality, with open arms
I'll draw my own lines and choose my own side
Not for victory, do I take a a steeled step forward;
I will not fight for self-righteous falsehoods
But for my own freedom to simply be

Simply being and letting be,
Something that the world seems to have forgotten