Nothing is but what is not. Screeds of verbiage, never explained. Gazing at the flames. Inside the dungeon or my skull, only mawkish thoughts remains. Grotesque addict, forever shadowed, darkness clouding me.
Absurdity now fate.
Bizzarre dreams, an horrendous nightmare, nothing left but to hallucinate. Dementia reigns, a predilection. Total order cease. Rescrudescent, this condition. Humanity is not to shine, in my bloodless face.