"Tell it to the Volcano" – Miniature Tigers

Some people, the real religious types, Bible belt, would say that it was God's will, that God did it, that God had wanted it to happen.

More like madman with a God complex.

Veidt could make any excuses he wanted. Save humanity. Make world better place. Peace. Sacrifice. It didn't make any difference what he called it. What it was, was murder.

Veidt was no God. A dog more like it. And dogs get put down.

Time was almost up, but the execution plans were already in place.

Despite his boiling rage he didn't worry too much. Every dog has its day.

Rorschach would wait patiently to see Veidt's day in Hell.