Hold me up to the flame! To bleed for all eternity, until 
the well of my existence runs dry. I let the cold wind 
brush across a tired featureless expanse, fixed upon a 
darkness rising, crippling my lungs. Lines breed across 
the landscape, strangling all that's left alive. It has 
just begun. Eternity begins with the first verse. I run 
from every shadow, as they lunge toward me, gripping the 
nothingness I leave behind with so much strength. I can't 
breathe anymore, and I won't until I reach the dawn; I 
was the day the dead were chasing, now I walk among them