even in Arcadia

some are guilty, but all are responsible

"Compassion and brutality can coexist in the same individual and in the same moment, despite all logic."

We bit our tongue and the blood mixed with the sun.
Tainted by our silence, the nutrition ruined by their violence.

There’s no turning back to what we were.

Our world shattered for the first and last time.
Primordial soup spilled out among those flimsy white spikes.

There’s no salvaging what we became.

At least, the tyrants now walk on egg shells.

"People say everything's done for - but I'll do something about it."