Things may appear dark, but every flame must begin with a spark. There is now a fire in my heart, that shall roar even when I part. For this fire is one that burns for humanity, no longer afraid as I stand in sanity.

Class Consciousness is coming; it is set to rise just as surely as the morning sun.

Seasons change, and every human must eventually be met with their own winter. What better way to meet such a fate than by fighting for what you believe in?