Welcome Home.

Happy birthday, you broken child.

Can you feel it yet?
Their disease crawling inside your veins?
Can you feel this parasitic world sucking your life away...
Can you feel it slowly killing you?

I know it makes you want to scream...
but the moment you do they will come and staple your mouth shut.
It won't be long before they tear into your mind,
killing each thought, carving a number deep into your brain.
That's all you are here...
just another number.

Or will you be different?

Will you fight?
Will you be a voice for the silenced?
Could you be the martyr we have all been waiting for?
Open your eyes...
don't be another victim to this slaughter house we are forced to live in.

Then again... most martyrs are crucified.
Then again... this is just your first day.
Welcome to the plauge.
I hope you can survive.