Iron Mountain: Difference between revisions

no edit summary
No edit summary
No edit summary
Line 9: Line 9:
For it is written, in St. Pimco’s letter to the Hypocrites:
For it is written, in St. Pimco’s letter to the Hypocrites:


{{quote|{{font|garamond}}<small><sup>1</sup> And they will open the rear gates to the Citadel and they will cast you out. And they will give unto you your cardboard box. <br><sup>2</sup> And you will be nameless. And you will have no future. And you will have no past. And you will be as barren as the dirt upon the badlands of the Earth. <br><sup>3</sup> And they will fireth not their cannons. And they will singeth not their lamentations. For they will acknowledgeth not your time on Earth. <br><sup>4</sup> And they will wipe the record clean of you. And expunge you utterly: your saintly works; the temple on earth you made; all that was great, and all that was okay, and all the massèd hoards that were mediocre. And they will destroy the vain memorials erected to your greatness: they will tear them brick from brick until nothing remains but rubble strewn across a salted wasteland. <br><sup>5</sup> And your legacy shall be the atoms: the dust that blows, the silt that accretes, the dunes that form from the anonymised dust of countless for forsaken souls like yours. <br><sup>6</sup> For it is written: The Iron Mountain shall be the place from which no mortal soul returns. <br><sup>7</sup> We are but dust.</small>}}
<small>{{quote|{{font|garamond}}<sup>1</sup> And they will open the rear gates to the Citadel and they will cast you out. And they will give unto you your cardboard box. <br><sup>2</sup> And you will be nameless. And you will have no future. And you will have no past. And you will be as barren as the dirt upon the badlands of the Earth. <br><sup>3</sup> And they will fireth not their cannons. And they will singeth not their lamentations. For they will acknowledgeth not your time on Earth. <br><sup>4</sup> And they will wipe the record clean of you. And expunge you utterly: your saintly works; the temple on earth you made; all that was great, and all that was okay, and all the massèd hoards that were mediocre. And they will destroy the vain memorials erected to your greatness: they will tear them brick from brick until nothing remains but rubble strewn across a salted wasteland. <br><sup>5</sup> And your legacy shall be the atoms: the dust that blows, the silt that accretes, the dunes that form from the anonymised dust of countless for forsaken souls like yours. <br><sup>6</sup> For it is written: The Iron Mountain shall be the place from which no mortal soul returns. <br><sup>7</sup> We are but dust.}}</small>
{{sa}}
{{sa}}
*[[Apocalypse]]
*[[Apocalypse]]