Society Lex:..".. their's a song.. ".. when your mind becomes the shape of a gun.. ". wait.. are those the lyrics.. ".. when you start thinking like a gun.. ".. ".. the days of the year .. are already done..".. that's what a compassionate hunter.. perhaps of leopards of cheetahs.. actually.. who can't even fit guns or rifles inside his imagination.. and only brings a camera to the hunt.. to take photographs of the wild, jungle animals he stalks... that's what a compassionate hunter actually is.. and this man.. the compassionate hunter.. I see.. great inward and inwardly iron-stomach-maiden horror in his future.. I see nothing but pain in his future.. nothing but pain.. enhancing, evolving.. Clive-Barker-Hellraiser-Frank-in-the-attic pain in the future.. I'm sorry.. for not putting it... differently.. when the hunter fad catches on I mean.. I mean when it becomes a true social monolith.. sooner rather than later.. a true social monolith... for it to be cool for hunters to kill the animals they hunt..."...

Society Lex:..".. Track 11 … of disc one of "Pink Floyd - echoes".. Track 11.. is the song.. of this compassionate hunter.. who only brings a camera to the hunt... NEVER.. a gun or rifle... only.. a camera.."..