The eyes of hate dawn on me, like a spider in a web. The web never ends. It catches flies that seek the truth. Perpetual abundence of light are followed by the shadows.
My heart begins to pound. My breath grows faint. My body begins to hive. I am forever bound to this hell.
The glimmering auroras of revenge seek my eternal soul. This colossus feeds on my fears, my desires, and my hopes. Hopes of returning, Hopes of love.
I shall never return. I am constricted to this paradox: An adhesive to defeat.
My throne is upon the row, the rows of death. Oh, this stallion of mine shall only guide me, Guide me deeper in this jail cell: An apparition to my own hell.
A mirror displays God's mistake. My face melts before me. But in this mirror, I see oblivion. This oblivion is I, the uncreation who has failed at replenishment.
Replenishment.
Sound the alarm, for off with his head is the command Lose his thoughts and his control, For he's an unknown.
The unknown walks upon us And stalks us until we feel his presence. He reaches out his hand, and tries to comfort us Until we realize in our hearts, That no one is there.
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