I Was At The First

Russia Is Tough. The History, The Land, The People - Brutal.

I Don't Want To Play Old Music. To Me, It Is Fighting Battles That Are Already Over And Calling Yourself A Warrior. For Me, I See No Courage Or Adventure In Doing The Old Thing Over Again. If Others Want To, That's For Them. For Myself, I Have To Move On. Life Is Too Short To Live In The Past. There Is A Lot To Be Done.

I Don't Have A Wife, I Don't Have Any Kids, I Don't Have Any Addictions That Keep Me Drooling On The Couch, And I'm Kind Of Target Oriented.

I Am Talking About Ultimate Deceit. I Am Talking About Unparalleled Treachery. Bottomless Lies. Depths That Are Seen That Are Previously Unimaginable. Darkness And Shattering Despair That Could Break Bones. Paranoia And Horror That Could Stop The Heart Cold. All Inflicted On One's Self By One's Self. The Soul Turns Schizophrenic And Goes Hopelessly Insane.

It Is Instilled In Thousands Of American Males From An Early Age That One Of Their Requirements Is To Be Able To Both Dish Out And Take A Lot Of Pain. They Are Taught The Rules Of This Road In Gyms, Rings, Backyards And Fields All Over America.