.they flock and they flee through the thunder of seem (though the stars in their silence say be)
This world-- this...place. It isn't- no, it is not.
These things- clones - they are feeble. They are not B; no, never.
I will-- set it right; the world must be cleansed. Yes, I can see it now...
What is flawed must be perfected, what is incorrect must be corrected.
See-- see, I can see.
But I am blind.
These things- clones - they are feeble. They are not B; no, never.
I will-- set it right; the world must be cleansed. Yes, I can see it now...
What is flawed must be perfected, what is incorrect must be corrected.
See-- see, I can see.
But I am blind.