Do you ever get that feeling that somebody out there is watching you, even when you know there's nobody there? Strange how that happens, and if you really think about it, it's strange that I would even mention it or think of it. There are those moments in life sometimes when, if you took an omnipotent 3rd person objective view of a situation, that you would just be like, 'what the fuck, that's strange'. I dunno, it's probably just me.

My mind feels empty, yet I want to scream. I hurt, but I feel no pain. I know I'm tired, yet I can't fall asleep. My life's a mortal juxtaposition, my soul's eternal. One day I'll see my ruin, or one day I'll see my reign.