Illegible, incoherent, indecripherable. What does this
mean? I'll figure it out eventually, but by myself. The
cacophony makes it much harder to hear. Measures have been
taken. Time passes and I wait, finger on the button, ready
to destroy. Whatever is necessary to ensure survival. And
the irony isn't lost on me. But there's no giving up, until
your heart stops beating.