this is the year where hope fails you, the test subjects run the experiments, and the bastards you know is the hero you hate, but cohesing is possible if we strive, there is no reason, there is no lesson,no time like the present, im telling you right now,what have you got to lose, what have you got to lose except your soul,
we, we are the new diabolic,
we, we are the bitter bucolic,
if i have to give my life you can have it,
we, we are the pulse of the maggots.