Post by louiscypher on Jun 8, 2017 11:20:05 GMT -5
I am the ghost in the darkness. I am the darkness in the ghost. Fear me. Know me. To know me is to fear me.
I have risen but even as I am, I still feel the weakness within me. I can not let this go on. I must be strong. I have to be strong. I must be strong. The world is weak and gets weaker every day. A moronic president, the world in chaos. Its a miracle we have not yet all been killed. And through it all I remain. Vigil in the darkness that consumes me.
My name is Louis Cypher. Cypher to my friends. I have come a long way to be here today. Taken from my subterfuge. Removed from my dwelling out of some old semblance of loyalty. I am not good. I am the beginning of every mans end. And last Chaos was only a means of dipping my toes back into the water. To test myself and test who I am. I need to work and I will improve and be who I once was.
My next victim is someone named Rumpke. I must admit I dont remember you. But thats ok. I believe you dont remember me. After all, for us the past is all a blur. Jumbled together in one long chaotic blur. Am I wrong? I dont believe that I am.
So Rumpke tell me about yourself? Do you fear the darkness? Do you fear yourself? I would imagine most men would say no to both but they would be lying. To admit fear is not a weakness, it is an honesty few would ever dare to admit to. It is in our most earnest hour, our most truthful selves that we find out what kind of men we are.
So the question remains, what kind of man are you Rumpke?
Fade to nothing
I have risen but even as I am, I still feel the weakness within me. I can not let this go on. I must be strong. I have to be strong. I must be strong. The world is weak and gets weaker every day. A moronic president, the world in chaos. Its a miracle we have not yet all been killed. And through it all I remain. Vigil in the darkness that consumes me.
My name is Louis Cypher. Cypher to my friends. I have come a long way to be here today. Taken from my subterfuge. Removed from my dwelling out of some old semblance of loyalty. I am not good. I am the beginning of every mans end. And last Chaos was only a means of dipping my toes back into the water. To test myself and test who I am. I need to work and I will improve and be who I once was.
My next victim is someone named Rumpke. I must admit I dont remember you. But thats ok. I believe you dont remember me. After all, for us the past is all a blur. Jumbled together in one long chaotic blur. Am I wrong? I dont believe that I am.
So Rumpke tell me about yourself? Do you fear the darkness? Do you fear yourself? I would imagine most men would say no to both but they would be lying. To admit fear is not a weakness, it is an honesty few would ever dare to admit to. It is in our most earnest hour, our most truthful selves that we find out what kind of men we are.
So the question remains, what kind of man are you Rumpke?
Fade to nothing
