As I awake in a veins grace, full bloodied and pricked the venom flows into my body, and flushes my face, did they mean to amplify my sorrow or subdue? My mind is true without waste, my demigod type in the speed of my hype, lasted and contested my virtue is now true.. I feel like I’ve done something new… This here is my Love and Lost soul, how ever will I find her? In the collapsed, trillion shards of eternity? My Blood grows into he everlasting sea, till meteorites smite thee into spacial abnormality…
