No matter where you go, zort is always troz backwards.

Life is like a black hole. You are sucked into this world so young that you don't know what the hell is going on. As time passes, you realize more and more that you don't want to be here and you never did in the first place.

If you come to my funeral,
Don't cry for me,
If I had one last wish,
Thats what it would be,
The end of the story,
The end of the line,
And I know that you,
Are doing just fine.