Death Is The Most Blessed Dream.

Freedom And Whores Are The Most Cosmopolitan Items Under The Sun.

Peace To The Shacks! War On The Palaces!

A Good Man With A Good Conscience Doesn't Walk So Fast.

Revolution Calls My Name. I Will Soon Dwell In Nothingness, And My Name Will Be In The Pantheon Of History.

The Stars Are Scattered All Over The Sky Like Shimmering Tears, There Must Be Great Pain In The Eye From Which They Trickled.