"I am Earth's Survivor, 2020"

Should I befall a terrorist plot to garot me in the street.
Or should beurocrats raid my home, to arrest me from my sleep.
Let it here by known that regardless my fate, whether hushed in dungeons, or blown to bits, It will be known that with all my mite, I stood up to all those gits.

Eliminating coercion which made a coward,
I worked a plan, inspiring the Super-societies flight
From a gateway conceived, emotionally empowered,
I fought with bullets of light.

Stand up, stand tall, pull back your shoulders and prepare for a wUnderous ball,
With beacons of freedom rising as a kite
The day is not yet night..

Grin Reaper, Mid-2004