burn everything nthat surrounds younit will profit you nothing but help to ntear ndown the walls nthat blind younbecause anything would fail in compare to whatnnthe soul nwill findnnyou say that life is incomplete yet you do nothingnnyou say your searching but I thought that would involve your selfnnyou better believe you cant afford the price you wagernnI never knew the stagnance was a means of active helpnnwhat are we hoping we will findnwhat is it that we seeknnand was the knowledge found but cast aside for self philosophynnreform is feared by empty meansnwishing this to lastnnbut then the moments gone, we look awaynbut not to the skynnburn everything nthat encompassed you nin this lifennits time to search with ultra militancenntear down the walls nthat are blinding younnhell is not our destinynnall that we have nis summed up in one choicennthis is nthe apex nof our whole nexistencenthe purpose nof all lifennits time to search with ultra militancennburn everything nthat surrounds younit will profit you nothing but help to ntear ndown the walls nthat blind younbecause any thing would fail in compare to what HE has n