There Is Always Something Missing That Torments

My Countrymen Have Commissioned A Bust Of The Republic. It Will Be Placed On The Fountain Of My Native Town.

I Have Fallen Into An Abyss. I Live In A World So Curious, So Strange. Of The Dream That Was My Life, This Is My Nightmare.

I Am In No Mood To Be Deceived Any Longer By The Crafty Devil And False Character Whose Greatest Pleasure Is To Take Advantage Of Everyone.

There Is Always Something Missing That Torments Me.

I Tolerate My Faults But Not At All Other People's.