Lies. Lies. Lies. We hear them everyday yet we are not sick of it. Too bad I am Y, not X. It would be better if I am W, cuz W comes before X. 1 year of search has led to void once again. Awaken it must, the bastard within thyself. Thou shath not be affected. Cuz numbness hasth set in once again. Arise the 6 demons within, each fighting for its place to take control.
Prick your finger it is done, The moon hasth now eclipsed the sun. The angel hasth spread its wings, The time hasth come for bitter things.