Responses

All that surrounded, all that surrounds you will not become you, for a goddess you promised their religion. There is no hope you feed on faith our secrets and lies. If you let me try and you listen, your nothingdom, I can show why it's your prison. It might astound you, not everyone loves you. With no conscience you're just an empty vessel, a raging bull, consumed by hate, your secrets and lies. If you let me try and you listen, your nothingdom, I can show you why it's your prison. This is all you'll ever be. All you'll ever be. Alone for the very first time, it seems like forever and a lifetime. I've seen your war through the window, a battle that you're losing, and I like it, can't you tell?