The Human Condition Is Inherit Claustrophobia.
Compression Of My Space Made Complete.
I Would Rip Out My Own Entrails By Hand Just To Be Alone.
Inanity Rolls Total Through This Sphere.
Ostracized For Clarity Of Vision.
A Dream Unrealized Of Solitudethat I Should Decend Into Autonomy
Know The Pain Of Fellowship No More. I Feel Nothing But A Lack Of Space.
Paradox Of Socialization Results In Duress.
Rife With Hostility, What Has Caused Me So Much Hate?
Humanity. Exterminate With Extreme Predjudice