This world is rotting and, those that are making it rot deserve to die.
Everyday we walk outside aware of the dangers that lerk in the shadows.
The fear each person have everyday, the fear of wondering will today be my last day alive.
Well it ends here, I will chance this world in to my ideal.
Someday I will show you my dream of a bright and ideal world. I am a trickster that does not know suicide only treachery.