Wolves howl at the moon, echoes in my head, haunted by ghosts of my enemies' friends. Piercing the hardwood with bullets of sweat, other colors fade out, all I see now is red. Living in a kaleidoscope, spinning through the night, everything I thought I knew was just a layered lie. Got a couple dozen voices in my head that don't play nice, just keep taking, never give, fight, cheat, steal, binge and lie.