Burning cigarettes and brisk weather; that's my definition of winter.
Or was that fall? My days have blent together until now one is all.
For my country for my kin, is that my only drive.
I've accumulated anger just to remember i'm alive.

We are born to die, as all of you should know. We are born to live as well though.
So why should i continue in a world devoid of virtue?
Who knows what a demon will resort
to.  

Never an answer, never even close.
i guess i'll just trek on and search from coast to coast.