Ďalšia zo starších básní... Na obrázku je planetárna hmlovina Mačacie oko :)
„What do they think they're doing,
ripping half of my soul
and then replacing it with anger, rage, and suffering?
That monster in me can't be awaken. It simply can't. It musn't..."
I was left there completely broken
standing in the darkest night ever
and my nightmare became the truest
thing in the present world...
Afraid that it would be never,
never the same as it was before
and that I was going to become
the most cruel monster which ever stood on its legs
I had packed my bags
and disappeared soundlessly to thin air.
