" Everlasting obscurity,
the profundities of agony,
this insidious inside,
gather unto the hare,
the lord of misery;
the one who sends our thoughts to chambers of everlasting anguish.

What I see is the onlooker of insidious spirits please, through his spell, I demand furor and wonder.
Mouthings primitive, the tricky presences mouth eats up red.
Unprecedented was the terrible conduct of my soul, down the limitless ages come beating the rabbit's foot of unmerciful misery. "

― D.L. Lewia