SINKING INTO THE DEEPEST DEPTHS OF NOWHERE LIKE A STONE MY SHOES MADE OUT OF CONCRETE AN ENDLESS FALL A BARREL WITHOUT ANY BOTTOM BLURRED VISION VAGUE RECOLLECTION STRANDED ON A NAMELESS SHORE A PLACE FULFILLED WITH EMPTINESS
OUR DISTANCE IS INSUPERABLE TWISTED THOUGHTS AND YOUR MIND DRIFTS INTO NOWHERE BLACK SAILS ARE SET PIRATES OF A SUNKEN WORLD SAILING UNDER A BURNING FLAG REGARDLESS OF THE CONSEQUENCES