.: V :. R E A D

I am but a shell of my former shadow…
and these here are not lyrics.
[This is not another conceptual essay or literary twist…]

This here story is real,
all too real I am afraid.

It is I, Gabriel, speaking to you, readers.
Whoever, whenever and wherever you are.

I need to talk…
I need to get this shit out of my system.


On September the 10th of 2002, at around 2h30 in the morning, I have killed an innocent man in a city park, in Montreal, and never have been caught as to this day.

[I know] it’s is way out of context for me to say this,let alone write about it in an album, and it probably seems like something that can’t be done.

Something that is untrue. That I must be lying.
I leave that to your judgement really...

But no, I have committed murder and there’s no way around it.
I don’t know the name of the victim, it was a random incident, nothing planned.

…but I must admit that prior to the murder I had premeditated such scenes in my mind more than once but the actual killing wasn’t a fantasy [put into actions.]

This I swear!

I’ll accept the fate which lies ahead of me, no matter what the costs.
If I go to jail then so be it, if I commit suicide then so be it.

And if I find the strength to keep on going on about my life without ever hearing about the incident again…

Then this confession would’ve meant nothing.
Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. NOTHING!

- Gab.357 - anno MMX -