Why oh Why do some try to die? Like I, and pry as you might through time you'll find that my Sky high Scry is wall enough to stop it.
Bite the designer.
I'd do it again as I'm truly vile,
God will never show mercy on this pile.
Though neither will he on the other,
Because you've judged me, you are my brother.
Join me now in the bowels of hell,
To see why we all build impossible shells.
