The Warrior of Poetry says we are all going to hell in a handcart, is that what you feel. Is it all for real this madness you feel, raise your arms sense is that bolt of electricity really going through you? I feel we are in shock we are now subverted, how do you feel is it real is this the deal to get you going, are you all mad enough to change the world at this moment in the power of now, do you want to know how to stick around something will tell you, take a ride on the golden bullet train to nowhere, me, myself and I are going off the grid.