We exist for no reason. We are animals, no more, no less, and we belive that we have a purpose. Only because we can think to a technical abilty of constructing buildings and machines that give us that belief.
In this bloody dawn
I will wash my soul
To call the spirit of vengeance
To deny my wisdom for anger
To break the scream of the silent fool
To be a knightrider of doom
-Knightrider of Doom - Rhapsody