Can you hear the voices of the young people shouting out? Yelling, screaming "where is my way out?" In these, the days of no time, there is not a lot for them to do so they turn to crime....

Making games of terror and strife, hurts upon hurt with the grand prize of taking a life....

Rise like the Phoenix from the burning flames!

Rise like the mountain tops reaching for the sky!

In the darkness of despair,

The selfish want more than their share.