These TRUTHS the bastards didn't want ya to hear!

In the day, before the one we're inn.
When freedom finally began to take ROOT.
The pile-of-shitians made these illusions of grandeur go oi-vay.
I could be FREE to BE!
And I wanted to give LOVE!
I didn't need it.
IT'S my being.
My STATE.
My hostilities.

IT's freezing cold snowing.
The only think different.
Was the weigh, we see their thoughts