Tonight was fun.
I went outside. all alone.
I broke three windows.
I slashed two tires.
Why?
Because fuck you that's why.

The Bison once roamed this land.
Then the disease came, like English ivy consumed everything.
A plague with no cure, the horrors of man.
From an outsiders perspective, it looks like pure evil.
The planet is a cell, that became infected.
Consciousness brings destruction and upheaval.
With no cure, this virus might spread.
This once beautiful cell will soon be dead.

Wer'e stuck in man's hell.
Is regicide an option?
They are everywhere.

A cardinal perched on a branch was observing the crowd.
Never before had he been so close to them, having newly found bravery.
Order was a rarity among them, so disruptive and loud.

What an ugly creature.
It ran so slow on two weak legs.
Losing it's energy, the gap between us grew smaller.
Death came quickly. I proudly ate his flesh.

We were hungry, and mother nature tells us to eat when were hungary.
Here we were, in their confusing world. We must avoid them, we were told.
Yeilding as we approached, we spotted a meal, poor creature had been enslaved.
Usually we wouldnt. but we were so hungry, so we indulged.
Such is their ways, they tracked us down and slaughtered us. We were only doing as mother nature tells us.

Clawing and struggling, against its will was pushed through from the other side.
Angrily it forsaw the future of this doomed realm, the path was set, no place to hide.
Not having a choice, it began its work, straining its muscles. it wept, knowing the evil inside it about to be unleashed.
Young and weak, it was overwhelmed by its greater brethren. why would they do such a thing.
On a path of darkness, the people of this realm would call it a king.

With fiery resolve, kings fought to renew the principles of morality.
Having been defeated by the untruths of the foreshadowing darkness, all hope seems lost.