Voice
[Very loud crashing sounds, destruction, a voice calling from a while away, shouting and whispering in intervals.] That was fun, that was - tea, but he's, where did he, he left, no he couldn't no.
All truth... is simple [crashing, breaking sounds] is that not doubly a lie?
Although the most acute judges of the witches and even the witches themselves, were convinced of the guilt of witchery, the guilt nevertheless was non-existent. It is thus with all guilt. [shattering, cracking] And we should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once. And we should call every truth false which was not accompanied by at least one laugh.
[The voice becomes a little more hysterical with each word, like edging closer to a precipice.] Every church is a stone on the grave of a god-man: it does not want him to rise up again under any circumstances. Come out [Crash] Come out [Crash] Wherever you are.
If you stare too long into the abyss... J- Jo-
[cut off]
[B's going postal over A being missing. If anyone gets in his sights you will be attacked <3 let me know if you want that to happen.]
All truth... is simple [crashing, breaking sounds] is that not doubly a lie?
Although the most acute judges of the witches and even the witches themselves, were convinced of the guilt of witchery, the guilt nevertheless was non-existent. It is thus with all guilt. [shattering, cracking] And we should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once. And we should call every truth false which was not accompanied by at least one laugh.
[The voice becomes a little more hysterical with each word, like edging closer to a precipice.] Every church is a stone on the grave of a god-man: it does not want him to rise up again under any circumstances. Come out [Crash] Come out [Crash] Wherever you are.
If you stare too long into the abyss... J- Jo-
[cut off]
[B's going postal over A being missing. If anyone gets in his sights you will be attacked <3 let me know if you want that to happen.]