"I am the kind of man that wants to watch the world burn. I hold the match that will spark it’s destruction, and burn out the liars, traitors, spies...liars, traitors, spies...that live under the protection of your name...that live under the protection of your name. Unfortunate, pathetic fools. Unfortunate, pathetic fools. They scorch the earth with the fire from their mouths. I’ve felt your wrath. Let’s explore mine...let’s explore mine. By sundown you and I will be all that’s left. If I’m to feel alone, I’ll make it that way. In the clutches of death, I’ll stand at the center circle of a burning town and smile. I am the kind of man that wants to watch the world burn. I hold the match that will spark it’s destruction, and burn out the liars, traitors, spies...liars, traitors, spies...spies.... Unfortunate, pathetic fools. Unfortunate, pathetic fools. There will be a slaughter of those untrue. The fate of the world is held by the throat with my two hands."
