I am walking in the footsteps of those who have fallen.
I have watch friends made of steel be crushed and blown away like dust in the wind.
All of my good friends have fallen or been taken away.
And I am destined to do the same.
My iron will and strength of many is not enough.
For when the time comes I will die just like the rest.
And be forgotten in human history as so many are everyday.
I have no Idea wtf it is.
Lets hope I die! Then everyone will know.
I want a disease named after me.