- Hamlet: No Past for having no Future. Present illusion of 'Ego sum Beatus' vanished in the Air. This is the only Wisdom of the Ancients that can suit for Christian Saints!
- Lapinos: But why all those Legions of Amazons that suck Babylon to its Black Blood, my lovely Prophet of Danemark?
- Hamlet: Why? Can't you see they are afraid... Caught between the Black Hole of the Devil's Mouth and the Peak of my Sword.
- Lapinos: I see, I see. It is ending like it started from Pandora... Infinite Roll of Cloth to cover against fiendish elements. Suffering is Mathematics against Revelation.