'M down in this wasteland taking my last breath. I can taste the silence and it reeks of death. Well I'm not going out like this not without a fight. Well I'm not going out like this when I know I'm right. I want to live. I refuse to give up. I refuse to fold. I refuse to stand up and do what I'm told. I'm not going out like this. I'm not going out. Wasteland. I know I'm alive this is not my time. I may never get out of here but at least I know I tried. So it will be written, so it will be done. This is not an ending, this has just begun. I want to live.