I don't see light at the end of this tunnel. we can't carry on in the hope for a wonder. this miracle is a lie. trance-like they walk in a row with their blindness they provoke the end. they don't even think about another way. there won't be a wonder and no saviour. no hope for the masses those are incapable to part with the dreams of our fathers. we have to find they way by ourselves even if it's too late, at least we tried.