Bring On The Clouds

I hate to admit it: I sometimes feel affinity, but it

makes me feel irradiated like my insides are boiling. It

turns inside out. You sleep, you eat, in a pompous cycle

of whatever. You fucking drones! It's all just a big

hive. This is all your own fault. I gave you enough

chances and you didn't seize a single one. Omnicide by

235! We're all going to die, so let's just keep the ball

rolling. I present my gift to you. Bring on the clouds!