Rock and Roll:

Puffed up, vile naysayers—the hub of narcissism—addicted trespassers open the gates of hell upon themselves. A hornets nest of provoked anger and fragile lower powers that cry, "poor me... all my adult life I have served... a hero... a Christian..." Now, willing to own up to nothing, Christ packs them cold, freezing cold, back to told horrors. As terrible as the forgotten, trafficked children, extricating themselves from the truth is not possible. Rock and Roll.