children lost in a void more internal and extensive than hell itself and they keep growing up ; We were born of the night In it we live, in it we will die But the light will be tomorrow for most For all those who today weep in the night For those denied the day For those for whom death is a gift For those forbidden to live For all, the light, for all, everything For us, pain and anguish For us, joyful rebellion For us, the future denied For us, insurgent dignity For us, nothing -printed gallery/museum quality paper -free shipping to most of the world Pixel on Ipad 928x1232px