We're all nightmares. We're all nightmares. Watch the pain. Watch it. Watch as it wraps around the corner and up the tower. Watch as it peers over the moors. Watch as the horror crawls into you. Permeates the soul. Drenches the mind in inanity. Watch as this pillar of text turns into a spiral of madness. Hello oh song of serene seclusion. Moonlit madness, pointless prose.