I have been living inside of the demonic apocryphal life behind the walls of time... A wall which I have still come to adore... The sanctity of being inside of my dreams.... My demonic thorns sprouting from my mind that kills me as they grow.... And yet... The walls broke.... My body dying in the light.... For I had lived within the mind of dark.... And the light can only treat the darkness.... But never cure it. I feel the light persuading my heart.... Touching the leaves of my emotion, and the water that has finally come to nourish my roots.... To flow into my heart as the light shines in dark... The pale light that shines in twilight. I feel a warm hand so delicate and complex run across my neck to strangle my heart so delicately.... Softly.... I can feel your skin... Your warm winter eyes that chills the body.... Forever inside of this trance....
