Everyone can see clear marks of where I've hurt you with my tools of trade.
That's pretty simple, as simple are my tools of trade, and I intend to keep it public, until I don't.
For millennium I do.
And it's pretty simple for anyone to ask about it, as they only need to raise their hand, or nod their head.
Then I'll come, with my tools of trade, and then we can start chopping off, even that.
That's love, unending, in my tools of trade.