MP
"Awake! Rise from your putrid squalor, you detestable bastard!
Open your piteous eyes and breath deep the foul stench of suffering!"
Oh, how night's reprieve ends suddenly with a boot to the chest.
"Can you see the landscape beyond? Once a jewel of nature's glory! And now?
The most revolting latrine ever conceived, overflowing with filth!"
Oh, yes I can see how the circle must splinter. How the masters must fall. How you will fall.