We are repressed. Smudged with all of the dead tribes's blood. We stand in the way. A lawless swarm's unheard history. Our leader makes his own definitions. Who is a mass murderer? Blood vessel's rain. Shot in the face thrown into the water. Turned upside down forevermore. World, come see the end of a kingdom! Rivers choked with corpses. The wrong father is the chosen one. Swaying between worlds, waving at death. Souls follow him to the cold whirl of his fury. Crowned crane with the gift of an ungodly creation. World come and see me.