They say death's an open door. Into another room. Within the city of the dead. (Our new kingdom). . They say we walk like dreams. Sharing the same breath.
Goodbye, they breathe but cannot scream. They have no tools to build voices. They wait in fetal position. Martyrs on altars of mistakes. . The martyr.
I'm racing, racing towards it. Like when I was a small boy. Cutting through a waving field. Decorated by the summer sunlight. . Unable to remember. Unable to forget.
The death of the Omega pilots the war machine. We shall destroy the earth, rebuild it, none shall inherit it. Blood turned into fire, made to drink like wine.
Dear Tiffany. You've made me nauseous for the last time. Everything I've said to you. I will form a spike. . In order to stop my words. This time I'll put them in the ground.
Open your mouth, boy. Just to swallow your teeth. I will not pay the price for your self-inflicted grief. . My meekness lies there shivering and raped.
I'm at zero, release the controls. Preparation for the ending. The end is soon. I'm at zero, I will not die at zero.
Dear Tiffany. You've mad me nauseous for the last time. Everything I've said to you I will form a spike. . In order to stop my words. This time I'll put them in the ground.