A Power Of Butterfly Must Be -

Portrait The World Spreads Out On Either Side No Farther Than The Heart Is Wide.

There Is A Pain So Utter, It Swallows Being Up; The Covers The Abyss With A Trance So Memory Can Step Around, Across, Upon It.

I Cling To Nowhere Until I Fall - The Crash Of Nothing.

I Am Nobody! Who Are You? Are You A Nobody, Too?

A Bayonet's Contrition Is Nothing To The Dead.