You have no power.
You live in the shadows.
Lies are your currency.
Murder and treachery your craft.
We stand beautiful, the stars of the universe.
We stand together, too strong for your wickedness.
We are bliss, in a universe of total abandon.
You have no control, just size. Just girth.
You are the fat man of the world.
Living destruction, living murder, living deciet.
And we will not walk quietly into the dark night.
YOU WILL.
