HERE IS NO COMMERCIALIZING
SOMETHING PURE AND UNDILUTED
AS THE SCRIBBLE OF A MAN
FEELING STRANDED IN THESE WALLS…
WHILE NATURE IS OBLITERATED
PROGRESS PERPETUATED
WE’LL MAKE IT KNOWN THAT WE EXIST
AND SOUND THE BATTLE CALL…
WHEN I WRITE… I WRITE…TO MAKE MYSELF KNOWN…
AND THE WRITING ON THE WALL
IS PROOF THAT I AM NOT ALONE…
WHEN I RAISE MY FIST
IT SYMBOLIZES THIS…
THE KINGS ATOP THE TOWERS
CAN’T FORGET THAT WE EXIST!
AS THE GREAT WHITE FLIGHT
FLIES FURTHER EVERYDAY…
FROM THE CORE OF HUMAN SUFFERING
AND URBANITE DECAY…
THEY BUILD THE BUILDINGS HIGHER
WHILE WE DRAG THEM TO THE GROUND…
IN THE CHAOS AND CONFUSION
WE’LL BE HEARD WITHOUT A SOUND!..
TO EACH THERE IS A REASON
BE IT DIFFERENT WE’RE THE SAME
…SOME WRITE TO DESECRATE
SOME WRITE TO GIVE THEMSELVES A NAME…
SOME SEEK VALIDATION
BE IT POLITICS OR HATE…
OR THE LOVE OF BLENDING COLOR
EITHER WAY IT’S IN THEIR FACE!
(THE SOUND OF OUR REVOLT!)