I sank to the depths of your despair just to see you. Why is it that you are so eager for this violence, this self inflicting wound? You've encircled yourself with swords...is this all that you have wanted, all that you can see?
Without mercy, without hope, without love and dreams..you have given yourself to apathy...and that apathy has become a grim hate in you. In this place that you are at, all doors have been closed.
Turn away from it, come back to us. The sword does not need to be your only companion. The static does not need to be all that you feel. Come back to us...
