It is time. Do you hear the bells? Workers arise! Grab your pickaxes and stand at attention. The time has come. All must pay tribute. All workers must come. We can not guarantee your life. I will not lie, many die. The bell is ringing. Grab your pickaxes and stand at attention. We can not promise quality food. I will not lie, you will eat mostly shrooms and other corpses.
The leader of stone has arisen. He rules with a mighty fist. He rings the bell. Do you hear it? It grows louder. Thousands of workers have come, but we need more. The leader of stone is unhappy. The leader of stone needs more. Grab your pickaxes and run to the sound of the bell. March and pave your way to glory and death. We won't have enough time to pick your corpse off the ground. We will just pave over it. There will be rape and it will be brutal. The leader of stone demands blood, sweat, and stone. He is not satisfied until it is done.
The leader grows angry. The bell has stopped. All around the world his voice is heard. "Workers Arise! Grab your pickaxes and stand at attention." He wants you to work to your death. Graveyards are numerous. Bodies everywhere. The leader demands more. Pave the roads to freedom! The trick is there is no freedom. First the road will be a super grid long. The leader is happy but not satisfied. He will explain, " If one, why not two? "
Guard your children. Enslave your wives. Come to pave if you dare, but you will not survive. The leader is back. The roads are multiplying.
Save yourselves, Aso has returned. The highway of death has begun.