again and again we try to escape but we should to face it! and every bowl of sour grapes we gotta eat fast, as fast as we bleed is it the justice that we trapped in this hell? we're so tired of hearing this ruthless war bell take these pills, forget the pain don't even think to go against the grain sleep fast, crawl faster no way to please your master you'd better go away swallowing your blood find a place for shelter and hide there you'd better run if they force you to shoot because they don't care that you have no trigger