The west is dead! Rejoice! Christ has fallen to his death, the decaying empires have all crumbled - and now our despairing chains are gone and smashed! We have become the new freemen, our shackles to the past have been pried off of our bleeding wrists. Who are you, who weeps for that insane dream of a civilized great west? Do you not remember who you are, bastards? Who is it that smashes Rome? Who is it that slaughters in great joy? It is you, great fool! How does it pass that the greatest forget; that the butcherers of the Romans, are now the ones who weep for a smashed civilization? No, boy! We are the smashers!