Say goodbye to your previous traumas. The worst is... The worst is yet to come. Continue in this vegetative state. Guillotining your dignity. As deep as urine penetrating the dirt. The system you defended no longer gives you the right to be a person. Exhibited in this vomitory carved in stone. The last wasteland. Carnage. Every person who has given you a minimal show of affection... Standing like statues, laughing in your face. Guillotining... Treachery. Carnage. You are the target. Reduced to a shadow. Exhibited in this vomitory carved in stone. Begging for euthanasia.