Murder Begins Where Self-defense Ends.

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

Revolution Is Like Saturn, It Devours Its Own Children.

Murder Begins Where Self-defense Ends.

And For Tired Eyes Every Light Is Too Bright, And For Tired Lips Every Breath Too Heavy, And For Tired Ears Every Word Too Much.

Man Is An Abyss, And I Turn Giddy When I Look Down Into It.