Lasciate
ogni speranza voi ch'entrate, nein? Oh well, that's more Dante than Grimm, but
would she listen? Nein. Neither would I, so we are indeed without hope. Hopeless.
A hopeless case. Hopping mad. Do I care? Please! Once again, I'm missing the
point at point-blank range. Blanker Wahnsinn. Because of her I feel not quite
so shattered anymore and I love the sound of her fingernails on the blackboard
of my mind. And if they lived happily ever after, eternity will be a fun place
to be, nein? Schnickschnack. It's time to get some dementation. Gute Nacht,
meine Freunde! Süße Träume, Prinzessin. Malekin