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- Eleventh Hour Tactics
Somehow the fire went out and these winter days left me cold. Spending my days counting empty bottles really don't satisfy me anymore. Walls built to protect are closing in now ready to destroy. I need to fight them, fire against fire. Smash the bricks lose control. Love, passion, rage, hate please let me feel again. Dancing on thin ice, I want to dance on fire.
- Process Is Set
Mankind is measure. This process is set. We cry for a change - we call for a change. But without movement we stand still. This is a face of a speechless subject. These faces are killing. Monologue without meaning: "for all the what is - and what is not" We kill the day without an attempt. The progress is dead before the second try. Who dares wins. In that moment our actions will define us.
- The Vicous Cycle
It's hard to rise. When another weight is put on your broken back. We give with our left hand with our right hand we take ten folds back. It's not our acts that kill it's more the fact that we never act. We smile and sit content never pushing to make a change. Their faces flash across the screen 10 seconds then they're gone. We press the button and look the other way. The vicious cycle goes on and on.