[?7hI sit here tied to these tubes
 that let me live,How grateful 
I am, yet I have nothing to give,Found u
nder rubble, just a whimpering sound,In this 
pitiful state, I was luckily found.Yet I
 cannot explain how I came to be there,I k
now what happened, what was done was not fair,
Friends crying out in anguish, I felt lik
e a child,If only it was this, arrog
ance so mild.But my ideas are far from my po
isoned reality,These imprinted painting
s, do they bring upon insanity?How 
I could have agreed, I do not know,The men 
seemed so real, now each one seems like a foe,
Wanted to experiment and could not wait,
Government policies, bring me upon my present f
ate.Who do I blame? Has anyone trul
y done wrong?Fading away, I feel like I
 have been here too long,If only 
they could communicate, I would not be here,
All blame must go towards this Legion of Sil
ence.ú Legion of Silence
ú SNiPER ú Imperial