Scream for me shotgun. nNow you've got it. nYour life is in your hands. nScream for me shotgun. nStay tight with your arms wrapped around these false ideas. nDisaster. nDisaster. nOh the avalance is here. nSink into the mountain. nCan't you see it now? nI could stick to a safer play and let all this taste wash away. nBetter yet i should brace myself for these obsticles overcome me. nThe signal beacons, they overcome. nNow let's find our way back. nAgainst the glass it all looks paralell to this. nFrom the front of the line the grand scale fades. With a simple glimpse, the beasts emurge.