We the Unwilling led by the Unqualified to kill the Unfortunate die for the Ungrateful.
They did not understand a single word of what he was saying, but that made no matter, for they put their heads on one side, and looked wise, which is quite as good as understanding a thing, and very much easier.
— Hey, Roy, how you feeling?
— Pretty fucking unappreciated, Al.
The flames lick at my feet
Their hearts full of hate
What they don't understand, they condemn
What they can't comprehend must meet its end.
— Is this a tragedy?
— A tragedy, my young lady, is a noble art form offering a symbolic vision of the world based on the intersection in the written text and the actors identity. This sharp fixed though reading life constitutes a ritual by which the spirit can be able to the point of the sacred transcendence. You understand?
— No.
Yeah, they say when we grow up
You'll understand when you're older
Guess I'm still a kid, I don't know it.
Miracles are illusions caused by insufficient observation and understanding. They’re just… glorious misunderstandings.
(Go) Where should I go?
(Do) What should I do?
I don’t understand what you want from me
Cause I don’t know
If I can trust you
I don’t understand what you want from me
- 1
- 2