im going to war that im enjoying no more
cuz im exploring the floor to destroy it, what for?
is there a point, im unshore (unsure)
but the choice: i can't ignore
to avoid it, im torn
im disappointed, i'm corn-
ered in the storm
but the horror's been formed
n its origin morphed
my importance, im warped
its a horrible chore to endure it of course
i don't adore it, im forced
support or abort this torment of sorts
just soar to the source where the story's endorsed
and report what it torques
on our corpses n doors