Freedom is earnt through sacrifice and bloodshed. Perpetual motion, cycle after cycle, the wheel turns, as we recapitulate. Disillusioned by a ticking
Promises of fortune and fame, invested in impressionable moulds. A constant war, to prove our worth. We?ve built bridges, we?ve built castles, Still
of our closets friends become trophies of our existence. A seed is planted, it grows like a stain. Cut down the tree but the roots still remain. It?s
