accept the rhythm of my revolt
the sound of my despair
remember
I am no flesh
I am pure anger
my part being none below
my part being none above
over Creation
I always step out of line
to bring chaos and pain
I only form a line
to introduce a pattern
to destruction of Earth
the center of Universe
that I love to watch suffer and die
Armageddon takes place
because it is all done
for
I already won
this race,
Apes