Engineers of the dead

Architects of destiny

A dying grace, a gift

Our lives are saved by our own incoherence

Tissues fabricated; produced by multimedia

We have failed the test

We have failed at life

The skin of the mother is not your own

Our skin will become the ornaments of angels

The curtain of humanity has been lowered

The celebration is over

The queen bee is dead

The celebratio0n is over

We have failed the test

We have failed at life

Have faith only in causes and not in men

We will drink the hemlock together