A cry - collision of secrets in collapsing time. A sound - the cognitive splinter of withdrawing light. New eyes shut to the curse of sight. Two holes in the mask of life. A shroud - collection of shadow, the horrible calm. An end - the fatal dose, I swallow it down. Crushed between the snarling jaws of life. Alone against all - alone I fight. Machinery folding, a broken stumble, amounting to nothing. Suffering, doubting, seizing, and cursed. Through delirium I search for an outside. New eyes shut to the curse of sight. Two holes in the mask of life. Fate of all fates, zero spreads and eradicates. Alone against all. Alone I cry. Alone I fight. Through delirium, I search for outside.