Deep sorrow, black pain, and endless death.
This is what I see, for my eyes are not mortal, they’re dammed!
Cursed by the wretched soul of the dark to see the pain and sorrow in the world.
The pit of agony we create as a race. The secrets we hide, the lies we tell.
For we are not the ones who are civilized. No, we are among beasts, maybe even lower. We're foul, I know for I am different, I see the world with open eyes of emptiness.
It hurts to know you cannot trust your fellow man, for he will forsake you.
In this time maybe even the gods don’t care, because even I have lost all hope for humanity.
