My heart quickened I resided in violence yes even that VOID was a kindness I screamed into the moon mountains spiral after spiral it was desire I encountered resistance the universe would not listen I was as dead as an artifact Night like a vulture feasted on me even the end of the world was pleasing to me it was violence I wrought and violence I was taught God tried to drown me it was a violence that had found me when Darkness drew its shroud I feared I wanted to be drowned by the black banks of the riverside forsaken the sky was alight with fire fields persecution, I was swallowed by storm season