I am tired of Earth.
I'm tired of being caught in the tangle of their lives.
They claim their laborsare to build a heaven...
...yet their heaven is populated with horrors.
Perhaps the world is not made.
Perhaps nothing is made.
A clock without a craftsman.
It's too late.
Always has been...
...always will be too late.
[This message has been edited by FieroRumor (edited 08-29-2011).]