This is my most heartfelt spit in the face To every one of you who represent this place Every word is a knife between the ribs Of every single member of the fucking human race Live day by day because life is cold It's apathetic and ill-disposed No one makes the promise that you'll survive When death sees fit to close your eyes it keeps them closed This is a place only for those who endure and recognize The simplest law of nature: you die if you don't grow The law of these times: abandon all hope
[Spoken] 'Its like a curse weighing on an entire landscape. And whoever & goes too deep into this has his share of this curse Taking a close look at at whats around us there there is some sort of a harmony. It is the harmony of & overwhelming and collective murder.'