Cremation and sedation pave the way for this obscenity. I am man, therefore I am flesh and fleeting. They promise eternity and steal the moment. They take the moment and neglect the eternal consequence. I’m fucking broken. So empty. Spinning through this cataclysmic wind with withered thoughts and bitter bile dripping… It’s like the whole world wants me dead. And I don’t fucking care anymore. Bring it. The fuckin darkness. The nothing. Bring it. Spinning. Spun.