The Void Between Time and Conclusion

Memories of a life once lived,

Long gone and forgotten.

A vast plague and subscription to hate,

In a world never known to us.

Pages of scriptures sold for profit,

Thus reflecting you.

Whatever lies beneath those eyes,

Nobody can see us at all.

Cries of grief sterilized the wounds,

Our lies became the truth.

In a world chaotic, maniacally driven,

Destruction shall serve unto you.