Remember me for my name will survive. Call me, the spawn of gods, Inventor. I shake the earth, set the pawns in the night. Director of the lost, commend me. Wake up empty handed to the world of weary eyes. Praise the image of a dead society. Conform to be enslaved by an imaginary hive. Know the system, it’s designed to conduct. Live it up, and learn to trust in your integrity. Close your eyes and roam to uncover your true purpose in life. Our history is gold but holds the base of our regret. I choose a different path for I know the future always thrives. Take my hands and feel the scars I bear beneath the blistered skin. Take note that I will never recover from this. I forge pillars and use only what I find in the streams of your mind. Remember this, dreamcatchers hold your light. These snakes fill the land I reside, they taught me to trust no one and burn! everything down. Abide, Persist.