And people always died for their faith.
We did not find this eternal sport.
The main thing here is to look into the eyes of the beast
and simply to remain human.
It is in me, my holy rebellion.
I look into your bloody fog.
To his executioners and in his last moment
I will say, as the first of the Christians:
— You can't burn me.
The fire is cold, it has already gone out.
And your lions lick my feet.
And your servants laughed at you.
The one I love
Is striking me down on my knees
The one I love
Drowning me in my dreams
The one I love
Over and over again
Dragging me under
You call it procrastination, I call it thinking.
We don't surrender,
We win or die.
I will not leave this place until I achieve one of the two highest levels; martyrhood or victory.
I am not sorry for what I did because it was God's will.
I never submitted to the Italian government: I only had conversations with it.
