He knows your path, your whispers, your fears. He sees you not as you are, but as the muse of his demented opera, the one he's waited for, the piece that completes his chaotic symphony of truths and delusions.
He knows your path, your whispers, your fears. He sees you not as you are, but as the muse of his demented opera, the one he's waited for, the piece that completes his chaotic symphony of truths and delusions.