my skull rattlesnwith the trapped ammunitionnthat entered three years agonlast September.nni'll exit this building, take leave of your head,nand you'll leave me for deadnsomewhere in the backnof your mind.nni can't wait to be a shadowni can't wait to be your memorynen synergy sin energynen synergy sin energynn. . .and in this room. . .nwe structured convoysnto our goals boys --nthis shot, it's our one and -- only to find,nsigns or no,nit was as thoughnthe blind had always led the blindnn. . .now from this stake:ndon't persecute,ni bear the match that starts conflagrationnyou must concedenthat when we screamednwe only preached it to the congregation.nn(in these halls,. . .)ni can't wait to be a shadown(. . .these four walls)ni can't wait to be your memorynen synergy sin energynen synergy sin energynni can't wait to be a shadow.ni can't wait to be your memory.nnlook how far we've come on broken legs