It's Time To Move On To The

Memory Whispers Someplace In That Jumbled Machinery.

When You're Around The Whole Dead Scene, They're There As A Tribal Thing; They're There As Part Of A Rendezvous And A Pow-wow.

When We First Broke Into That Forbidden Box In The Other Dimension, We Knew We Had Discovered Something As Surprising And Powerful As The New World When Columbus Came Stumbling Onto It.

This World… Belongs To The Strong, My Friend! The Ritual Of Our Existence Is Based On The Strong Getting Stronger By Devouring The Weak.

You Can Count How Many Seeds Are In The Apple, But Not How Many Apples Are In The Seed.