Like death never content. 

Starve the old and feed the new. 

And it's all your fault. 

Was there love once or have I forgotten her? 

It's all your fault. 



I have been sold into slavery. 

I try to drown my sorrows but the sorrow swims well. 

It's all your fault. 



A lust for complete nothingness that lusts for more nothing. 

Motion without meaning. 

Action without function. 

Nothing will breed nothing. 

It's all your fault. 

Why can't you brace yourself?