Freedom And Whores Are The Most Cosmopolitan

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

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.

Murder Begins Where Self-defense Ends.

The Breath Of An Aristocrat Is The Death Rattle Of Freedom.

Peace To The Shacks! War On The Palaces!