Untold memories of a moshpit of anger and fury. Fields of unknown bodies, to some worthless, but to most a tragic, unnecessary loss. Fire burns the faceless bodies to ash and even the devil bends down in sorrow.
Another body gets thrown into the truck, white eyes, open mouth and another soul haunting this wasteland forever. Gas crawling into the murky trenches ,waiting moitionless, knowing we are going to die, a slow painfull death! Will this endless coridoor of pain and saddness, embedded in our minds forever…