A Good Man With A Good Conscience

People Like Us Are Unhappy In This World And In The Next, I Guess If We Made It To Heaven, We'd Have To Help Make It Thunder.

The Stars Are Scattered All Over The Sky Like Shimmering Tears, There Must Be Great Pain In The Eye From Which They Trickled.

Revolution Calls My Name. I Will Soon Dwell In Nothingness, And My Name Will Be In The Pantheon Of History.

Murder Begins Where Self-defense Ends.

Dying People Often Become Childish.