Beneath the corrosive flashes, consuming lifeblood that lies beyond the edges of Cimmerian shores, vitiating the waters where primogenial innocence emerged once, I gazed into your eyes of bygone horror.
I've seen eternity's end.
And so I've listened to your anguished heart beat, thundering and waking the dead, against the fiery and crumbled soil until it abjured.
Waiting in line for the vindication to our dejected means of continuity, with only one uncertain step we descend into delirious cryptic grounds, that encumber the bitter rays exposing our inceptive parodic exegesis.
Nothing more beyond, your death is my life.
