Well. She is waking up and she is finding out she has no pulse. Well. She is waking up and she is finding out she has no pulse. Bueno. Ella se está despertando y se está descubriendo que ella no tiene pulso. Just like her "God" that she is trying to sell, but she ain't bought. Just like her "God" that she is trying to sell, but she ain't bought. Al igual que su "Dios" que ella está tratando de vender, pero no compró. Her lion is scared because he is finding out she's waking up and he can't stop breaking down and fading out as she gets up. Her lion is scared because he is finding out she's waking up and he can't stop breaking down and fading out as she gets up. Su león tiene miedo porque está descubriendo que está despertando y no puede dejar de romper hacia abajo y fuera atenuándose a medida que se levanta. Well. She looks around. Well. She looks around. Bueno. Ella mira a su alrededor. "Ariel, you have no pulse. Much like your religion. But it is fine. Just fake it." "Ariel, you have no pulse. Much like your religion. But it is fine. Just fake it." "Ariel, no tiene pulso. Al igual que su religión. Pero está bien. Simplemente falso." the wrath of God's grace is but an ocean to a child. the wrath of God's grace is but an ocean to a child. la ira de la gracia de Dios no es más que un océano a un niño.