My own life depends upon their will. I see no future for my own dying race and the loss of my young. Human waste is to blame. Soaring through the impure skies. My stroke becomes ever weaker.
Life expectancy is due to change.
My life is a flight of dusk. I see no future for a man who lives in pain. Tomorrow's just another day to face in vain. Waiting for the night when I will see the light. No one seems to bother when I break down on my knees and cry.