.Scenary.

Cringe beneath blakcened waters.

A seemless endless thought.

The point of no return.

One bright merchant.

Wrap your tears in silk.

Absolute annihilation.

A pilot, a cokcpit, disarm this privilege.

A diamond to seduce your forged existence.

What do I do with a killer mind?

Make a mistake...

Scatological, perpetual dearth.

Salacious prurient sortilege.

Allotted hours attained on supine dormancy.

Beseeched overwhelming betwixt voices enrapt upon benches.