Equalize my eyes
To see the Truth, the rumors
Held under pressure, My escape
Is deeper than words,
You call me a novice,
while you cruise to self destruction
I revert to my basic version
Full of potential, my wings
Grow heavy from the burden of fantasy
Yet dreams, dreams remain
Sedatives focusing on weaknesses
To establish flaws, I devolve
To escape society and thus use my soul
To enlist words in my army
Call this the First Strike written
To monopolize diversity.