I don't know what to do I've tried my best to contain the subject, but It just doesn't submit We've tried to uncover their true motive, because I don't believe they desire to just murder No, it just cannot be that senseless It, it just can't, I- I keep telling myself that They've turned against us with no clear reason One could say they've grown se-selfish They've used our resources against us, and And they keep chanting the same phrase, just More, more, more, more More, more, more, more More, more, more, more More, more More stitches I didn't want it to come to this, but I don't have any other choice I need to fight it back Even if it means I lose what little sense I have left More, more, more, more More, more, more, more More, more, more, more More, more More stitches