30 January 2013
Agonizing pain of my throbbing wound. Blood shed from my fleshy cut, flowed over my skin. White turned to red. As I suffered on the floor, not able to move, the light started to pull me closer. I am the only one who can save my soul from escaping my body. Leaving my corps to rise to the sky and peacefully rest in the heavens.
War Wound To The Heart - Prologue • Opuss № I