The world is on fire and I've done nothing but watch it burn and soon it will take the last of us. I've heard it said before that boys play games and men live the truth. I've had it all wrong this whole time because I thought it was all braun and brute. All these tattoos and all these miles haven't made me a man just yet. I'm nothing more than a frightened kid demanding undeserved respect. I've been thinking a lot these days: what if hell's not all fire and devils? All the stuff they taught us as children just to keep us scared and wondering at night. What if we make our own hell every time we cause pain? Every time we cause suffering there's hell on earth to pay. We are all murderers here. This is the life we chose, the life we lead. There's only one guarantee here. None of us deserves to be set free.