The scream came from within. They claimed to be protecting the innocent. The innocent didn't want protecting, because they didn't exist.
Society seeks to destroy us; to undermine our consciousness, promoting internal collapse. Collapse and relapse. You don't get if you don't ask. You don't ask if you fear rejection. Questions threaten. Days stretch into lifetimes. Accomplishments count for nil. They become less important as your life and self-respect drain away, curdled and dead.

Welcome to 'Enough Is Too Much' the first album from your friends history of guns... it's been a struggle to get this far. 'Cheers!' to those who believed, 'Up yours ugly!' to those who mocked, sneered, and tried to take it away from us...

credits etc.

At the end of your journey will be freedom, or maybe imprisonment, but definitely isolation. Time waits for no one, so why wait for it? All things must happen now, at once. Predictable random nonsense. Journey into joy, journey into hate, just journey. Somewhere, anywhere. Where this doesn't matter, where this does matter. I don't care. I won't be there to hold your hand. You have no hands. You are just mass and gravity gives you weight. Without gravity you have no weight and would fall off this worthless planet. Worthless? What is worth?

(c) 1999 max rael