Voices of emptiness

Existence seems parallel. Realized unorthodox behaviors represent the means to exist. Coincide with unheard voices, senseless procedures signify the very foundation of sins and flaws. Stupidity made as a whole, one would seem to be blameless for their innocence. Countless days and nights spent for glories holding an identity one would considered insane. No pauses for fame all seemed satisfied by lust from the presence of calamity. A melancholy deity died without life, praised for its nonexistence by foul men begging for attention.

Perfection of a heartless man, desires for blood gained from brutality shown by the beliefs made by worthless whores of life. Angered the beast made by God, they resent the lies made from nothing. Torched the lives of bloodless corpse, rivers flowed the dead. Thirst made not to be quenched, suffered without death. Eyeless blind, saw nothing but heard the cries of the living.

How have they lived? Carried their burden by themselves and having no help from others. The sense of caring died within them, emptiness consumed their heart. A void created to eat away any conscience they have tried to make. One without words, dared to speak without sounds and by the eyes of the grotesque, a miracle with flaws came to live giving only mischief to the living societies.

For centuries, the world had gained nothing. Instead it has lost everything. In the end, every existence shall perish, living no traces to follow. Consequences from doubtful thoughts will devour away the happiness humans created.