Oh, we watch it fall way. Just to laugh as we break. Crippled by our motivations, irrational distaste. Yet we all stray away. Falling deep into the portraits that we paint. Falling deeper still, the ink seeps thru my veins. Swaying through this vacant portrait, I can only faintly recall what drove me hear. Surrounded by the world around

I cannot remember where I'm needed. These passages are painted with filth and grim. My worst horrors are realized. Rip me to shreds, the foolish all die. My humanity means nothing, all hope has been lost. I've given up everything and yet torture is my cost. Ripped apart, burned alive, thrown from the edge. Constantly falling, I'll have my revenge!

Fight, your left with nothing. Its break or be broken here. Try to survive, the battles are ruthless. It takes the patience of gods to persevere. How will you live, and how will you die? It doesn't matter, your left to fry . The walls are crumbling and the walls are shaking. But your humanity is still mine for the taking.

Oh, and falling deeper still. The ink seeps thru my veins. Swaying thru this vacant portrait, in which we fall away. Yet we all stray away. Falling deep into the portraits that we paint.

I cant recall what drove me here. Surrounded by the world around.

Project your manifestations. Look deep into the eyes of what you fear inside. Don't lose yourself in this hell. Burnt flesh is easily the worst smell.

But whats left for me here? I's stuck in this inked out black world, with nothing but fear. My foot-steps are heavy, but my minds breaking free. Start grasping at strings for some sanity. How will I live? and how will I die? It doesn't matter, I'm left to fry. The ground has collapsed and taken me down with it. I'm constantly falling, will it come to an end?

Oh, and falling deeper still. The ink seeps thru my veins. Swaying thru this vacant portrait, in which we fall away. Yet we all stray away. Falling deep into the portraits that we paint.

In this putrid hallway, everything's left to decay. Everything's left to decay!

We watch it fall away, just to laugh as we break. Crippled by our motivation, irrational distaste. Starring at this portrait I watch it all fade away. As I begin to fade away.

I cannot remember, where I'm needed. These passages are painted for filth and grim. My worst horrors are realized. Rip me to shred! The foolish all die.