Terrible infinity launches with strain on the soul that has been taken.

And therefore lost and unfulfilled, too quick to be prevented.

Of many outcomes this was the one, this was the final page.

Now will be joined by many more. An ethereal undying parade.

While icy cold, forever numb, like a hollow, empty space.

No heart at all. Snatched, consumed by hungry devils, and replaced.

Suffering not for something more, there's nothing to be gained.

Endless empty eyes resort to madness. Incurably deranged.