I sit on the edge of the abyss and watch as the world turns from light to darkness.
I can not help but recite in my mind the horrors the have led us here
The last bit of my empathy pours out into the streets like a river.
In the end the solemnity is laughable and the darkness pierces my eyes
The animal they thought I was is the form for which I have now taken
Their own demise is from the actions they took