msannihilation
The mysteries of the world are my mysteries. They are just the secrets I have yet to hear, because I was not listening. The hush of the ocean, the stillness of the night, the quiet humming of the energy..
The edge of the map, the unknown. Travel to the end, travel to the beginning. It is the answer for those without any faith in your feet.
Evidence in the furnace. It is a Cannibal Corpse song. Unfortunately, I can not be creative with this word without having that song roar through my head. Now, that's a good song..