Curate, connect, and discover
I am not of flesh and blood,
i am of ink and forgotten gold.
I am the soulless wich the caos calls home,
i am the mascares fury of ancients destroyed worlds.
Not the nightmare of your future,
but the torment from your past.
I am not your's or my own desilusion,
i am the shadow of the nightmare you can't forget.
I am the child of the night, the twilight and the day at the same,
i am everything but mineself, what can i say