The sand-castle virtues are all swept away in the tidal destruction, the moral melee.

Too many heroes stepping on too many toes, too many yes-men nodding when they really mean no.

The excrement bubbles, the century slime decays, and the brainwashing government lackeys would have us say it's under control.

You were bred for humanity and sold to society. One day you'll wake up in the present day, a million generations removed from the expectations of being who you really want to be.

Join the crazed institution of the stars.

How can you laugh when your mother's hungry? How can you smile when the reasons for smiling are wrong?

The sand-castle virtues are all swept away in the tidal destruction, the moral melee.