
Of Course It's Dark, It's A Suicide Note
by Run With The Hunted· from Destroy All Calenders
The world we know is dying. The world we knew is dead. And even though we're trying, I know it's too late. To save a dying breed takes strength and compassion beyond belief. Living in the ruins of this failure is enough to break the best of us. So why help build it up, when we can tear it all down? But if there's something to be said for all the innocent blood that's been shed it must be that life is beautiful. To value that which matters most, to love and laugh and hold it close. They can't take that away from me. I'll choose my battles carefully, but I will always choose to fight. Injustice is never acceptable; mark my words, when the tables turn you'll be the one staring down the barrel of a gun. When the odds are stacked against you the world can seem unfair. They make the rules to serve their interests, they've taken everything I love and sealed off every entrance. But what they fail to realize will see to their demise. They rape, they steal, they lie and kill; they're fucking empty inside. They fight for nothing and leave us with something worth fighting for. Something worth fighting for.