I'd sit, and watch all of this burn.
This foolish empire, with it's missing teeth.
A mangled carcass of a nation, loosing its soul to an invisible warlord.
I'd burn it myself, if I had enough fire...
Self discipline, order, control.
Sounds like a fucking eating disorder!
Addiction to chaos is a troublesome thing...
but it's how I like my world.
It's how I want my world to end.
And it's times like these when my hatred of all; far exceeds my
ability to reason...
when I want to crush life, that I am reminded of that undeniable truth:
I really am crazy.