Destined for death! However, we don't waste our knowledge of life and the machinations of evil that strip us to the bone.

I make musical tones that sing to the dying world. They are beautiful tones that lull the victims of a degraded machine into a peaceful slumber. It is the least I could do.

Wake up, and see the poison dripping from your fingertips. Will you stop it, will you cut your fingers off to try to keep it from oozing? Or will you spread the filthy black ink upon the canvas God gives you?