For YOU... You, you...because you do your utmost and every effort is doomed to total extinction. when I reached her she was dead polite compassion stunk like a drought soaked in urine I puke over the corpse the aversion in your faces is full of understanding I puke and madly laugh (This puke belongs to you) the moralist faints I'm insensitive the memory of my dear is stinking and rotting and the puke belongs to you I'm insensitive the memory of my dear is stinking and rotting and the puke belongs to you I'm one who has no shame and I spit on the perpetuation of race moralist parades his desire to save it's a theory of thought to press life into a body save to save yourself save... (Why do you do your utmost in spite of your effort you'll end up in the morgue and the Earth on which you walk will disperse into the universe as dust) (I'll Endevour all the time because it's agreable to live for an agreable feeling and I would kill myself rather than lose this feeling)