A note on the masses lyrics

private hells made public

often puzzle the readers:

they wonder how this one

or that one

can endure and

continue.

well, there’s a secret:

don’t expect too

much of Humanity,

they have been

practicing hatred

for centuries,

it’s passed down

refined and

perfected,

oh, they have become

very good at that—

their hatreds blossom

with ever more frequent

regularity.

our public hell creates a

private hell and

there is no hell

except on

earth.

once you accept

this premise

you will be free to

exist

on your own terms

and you will never

know loneliness

and death will be as

nothing.

consider yourself

blessed in the

dark.