But Something's Missing.

When You Name Yourself, You Always Name Another.

The First Time It Was Reported That Our Friends Were Being Butchered There Was A Cry Of Horror. Then A Hundred Were Butchered. But When A Thousand Were Butchered And There Was No End To The Butchery, A Blanket Of Silence Spread. When Evil-doing Comes Like Falling Rain, Nobody Calls Out "stop!" When Crimes Begin To Pile Up They Become Invisible. When Sufferings Become Unendurable The Cries Are No Longer Heard. The Cries, Too, Fall Like Rain In Summer.

To Those Who Does Not Know The World Is On Fire, I Have Nothing To Say.

A Good Soldier Has His Heart And Soul In It. When He Receives An Order, He Gets A Hard On, And When He Drives His Lance Through His Enemy's Guts, He Comes.

What Rapture, Oh, It Is To Know A Good Thing When You See It And Having Seen A Good Thing, Oh, What Rapture 'tis To Flee It.