set the stage the ambush begins throught the windows the doors we're all breaking in did you think we would let you win, in fear you froze and slow goes your grin. satisfaction of defeat calms the plenty for a while. the decay of a sepices cures this world's will to die. i live my life by choices, never thought to question why. no more remorse in sight. you know it's all i have. the sky in reach. my eyes start the trembling.