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Digging to the shadow of an echo that leads me to the bottom.

Digging , searching for heavens eye only to find Dracula's eye.

Finding a solitary siren who tempts me to join her.

Digging and searching only to find a soundless abyss.

Never to find the bottom.

A dark pit which makes a void deep within my heart.

Being weak and helpless to the devil himself.

Your screams of distorted agony echo in my ears.

Creating the sweet BioShock which both tempts me but also provokes me of my fragile ignorance.

They are not the sounds of glee but the sounds of human terror.

Searching for a home within myself.

Only to find emptiness.

I gave into this black sea, to find a monster.

It is the most frightful, myself.

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