The hidden box,
beyond the abyss of infinite nature,
marks the beginning of the world spinning around.
A box of myseteries, feelings, sins and wars,
an opening of beauty and chaos
in admist of wondering constellations.
An epitome of a hauntingly beautiful destruction,
a slavery of many hypocritical power-driven successor and lust-filled idiots,
crave for brilliant over-taking of the mind.
Seeking the closing,
is hard.
Souls scattered across the Earth,
Gaia is never at rest.
