Most of all: I dislike the brave violin scraping against the side of the massacre as if to INFER that THE KILLERS ARE WEAK AND THE VICTIMS WILL WIN.
It complicates the nightmare with a dream, it turns the nightmare OUTSIDE-IN.
DISCARD THE VIOLIN AND PUT AWAY YOUR COURAGE.
Give it back to the rocks, to the mud, to THAT WHICH SUPPORTS THE MUD.
I sincerely hope we do not have to meet again at the next amusement.