...the Past may not be revealed since it has to be experienced individually... if you cherish your miserable life, obey my orders... because I am the omniscient eye aware of the most hideous secrets you hide...I am the invisible  hand governing your fates... I am unidentifiable, therefore, I must lurk in sound shadows... travel down the spiral... down where X marks the location and the cells of grey matter unite with darkness... once the smoke disperses, you will find yourself in a place where only three things matter: your origin, courage and endurance... flesh is so weak while metal is so hard... all remains is to drive techno[logies] to perfection... no compromises, merely cold and gloomy techno...