There's been nothing but emptiness- Filled to the brim with vacuums and voids. (Caption) I scampered to the street of dread and death, Let myself roll over the blood and gore, Until I sobbed the crap out of my throat, For I've been slashed and slammed hard enough, In the past days by enthroned desolation. There's been nothing but emptiness- Filled to the brim with vacuums and voids; Vacuums blocking my nostrils,
