It's more than history.   when you believe somewhere   there's a small chance of revival.   behold: all tied up, all giving up.   this day was written for Armageddons.   one voice! my voice! one voice!   will hollow out the mask you wear.   you are excuse for machine.   wait as these years pass us by with similar themes.   all of which with similar starting points.   in celebration of a perfect night.   when we find comfort in the end.   that which keeps these days ticking.   our youth in print.