THE PATRICIDE DOCTRINE SO STRANGE, ABSTRACT – IS LUCK A GAME OF MY ORPHAN PASSION I THROW ME AS A DICE. NO BALLS, NO GLORY – TOMORROW WILL MEET MY TRUTH OBSSESSION BUT FOR MY SACRIFICE WILL BE NO PRICE. WITH STRICTED TIME DECISIONS FALLEN AND THROWED STONES I MADE MY WAY THROUGH CHAOS AND PRESSION, I'VE BEARED IT ALL. BUT HOW CAN I EXPLAIN WHAT THEY CAN'T SEE OR TOUCH? NO ONE CAN TRACE MY ARGUES FOR THEM ARE JUST ABSURDS. THEIR DETOURS TO CONFOUND THEY DEVOUR INGENUOUS SOULS A KINGDOM LEFT DEMISE OF FALSE PROPHETIC WORDS. BUT A PROMISE HAVE BEEN GIVEN, TO THE SHINNING STARS ABOVE. NOTHING, EVER WILL CORRUPT THE CULTURE I EXPAND. WE OVERSLEEP IN SILENCE WHILE LIVING IS LOUDLY CRYING THAT'S WHY IN OUR DREAMS REFUGE WILL BE NO PEACE OF MIND. THE FUTURE FOUND US GUILTY THE GUILT OF STANDING BY.