Prisoner No. 12 facing the wall, leaning with forehead against wall: In the land where the dusts gather in heaps and the green dances in wreathes on the fields spiralling in rays that have traced faces, smoke and castles, they say “do something before you die”. Ah, so you want to open that crypt – let’s open it fully

[‘do something before you die’ means achieve something, usually a result that is good]