Among the ruins old people I see bearing witness to their beliefs among the ruins wind strokes old moss and stones omnipotent death harvests it's faith mercifully cutting crowd of pious Beasts 'let...
Help me! Somebody help! Somebody, help! Help me! Gin! Read them and weep. Finally! -All right. -You ready? -War. -War? We're not playing war. War's not even a game. -We are too playing war. Come on....