"I see no light."
Pain and Delusion, feelings of desperation: What shall follow?
"I cannot move, or else..."
So I think...
"I look for relief, trapped inside a cage, wich has no lock."
The sheckles are bound.
They know behind a weird face there's always some weird history.
"I look for him, where is he?" "Can you help me find him?" "I trust that I'll never be forsaken." Thus, the truthful is in itself.
They trust themselves into the arms of harm. Sad as it is, so be it, Vile as Winter.
For Whom knows the Righteous path, for the Moon only sees Void.
Void, Void, Void, is the sign from the Earth's Son.
Pressure, under mind control, terror strikes, for what? For none, one of the Earth's last Sons still struggles to see what his mother has stored for the Future, or has she?
"I Trust Thee."
Bewitching with time, Knowing no Fail, She Reigns.
