"the dark sea part II' 12-31-11
The fog is thick, heavy with thick despair. Not much air to spare, still I dont care.
Each prediction of my confliction, solidifies visions of my victims demise through dark addictions.
I arise, depicted in a cryptic and sadistic form. I never conformed. From the body the soul was torn.
Thus I, the hollow man was born; in this sea of agony, the dark ocean with dark devotions. Created by loss of my light emotions for enlightened focus.
This dimension in which i drown, is void of light and sound, lacks a solid ground, a place which can't be found.
Invisible in a sense, that his mind for his content brought upon a realm of vast space for his knowledge to be sent.
The realm in which he resides snips the strings of others lives. To finally become divine so all lose touch with who he was inside.
Each prediction of my confliction, solidifies visions of my victims demise through dark addictions.
I arise, depicted in a cryptic and sadistic form. I never conformed. From the body the soul was torn.
Thus I, the hollow man was born; in this sea of agony, the dark ocean with dark devotions. Created by loss of my light emotions for enlightened focus.
This dimension in which i drown, is void of light and sound, lacks a solid ground, a place which can't be found.
Invisible in a sense, that his mind for his content brought upon a realm of vast space for his knowledge to be sent.
The realm in which he resides snips the strings of others lives. To finally become divine so all lose touch with who he was inside.