He! You! The human race! Stop vomiting! My heart is full
of your excrement...
And if the life may be divinely beautiful, you know so
well how to paint it of your bombs' fragment that where grows the jasmine,
it does rest nothing than anti-personal mines and amputations of
children's legs...
He! You! The human race! Look at Yourself !
When you drank up to the dregs in the chalice of your
mediocrity the roted blood of your vocation of the hells !
You rave dangerously on the thread of the balances,
you graze to the heart the tree of life which have been entrusted
to you unwisely...
It is written somewhere, that the last ones will be the
first ones...
Then I say it to you!
You, The human race, you know how to be the last of
the bitches, you will be the first one to disappear from God's plan...If he does exists...
You have already disappeared from mine...
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