Pacing around the room of eternity you've been stuck, Humanity sworn has been your enemy for centuries.
Your anger has been swelling and growing never flowing only creeping down and breathing on your soul, The void has been reclaimed as your own home but what good is the lord of this realm without its subjects to rule besides it.
You blame them. the flesh bags that carry out their dark deeds in your name like a bunch of deranged animals, you didn't ask to be stuck here you asked to be free.
The walls never cave in on you but you fear that one day they will, aimlessly tiring yourself and waiting never seeming to find a way out.
An opening right before your eyes as if you answered your own prayer you wind up with a new obstacle but a new opening to bringing forth the nightmare that haunts your mind, walk through the light.
