We got nothin to do and no-one to believe in but ourselves.
We've been slaves to the regime for too long. It's time to break the cycle. We live in this dark, dirty city - always being watched, never truly free. We got nothin to do and no-one to believe in but ourselves. There's curfews, gettin roughed up and stripped down for no reason. We get too loud, they make us disappear. This isn't order; it's oppression. During the daytime we do what we can. We ride, we make music, we use the walls as our canvas - see if we can breathe some life back into this hellhole. And in the night - well. We know about the darkness too. Nightshade-XZ45. That's the key to it all. And we're getting organised, moving it through the entire city. We need foot soldiers.