In The End

'In the eeeend, as we fade into the night!
Ooooh whoaooaaa!
Who we'll tell the story of your LIIIIIFE!'

Sometimes, I can see an image of a girl dangling her legs over a cliff edge. Sometimes, I can see a guy staring through the noose hole.
Sometimes, I can see a reflection in a knife.
Sometimes, the water seems so calm below the surface.

FEAR is not the answer. To conquer the problem, you must overcome FEAR, and not make it your prisoner.

We are not the subordinates of rich bastards who take our freedom. We can look toward their past, and laugh at the horror of their sins. We can turn away from their request of help. We're not the ones who screwed everyone over, right? We CAN yell at the world, crying simply one thing:

'BRING IT ON F.E.A.R!'