Allegedly born from the dust of this earth...
We are...
Assembled from the dust of the stars...
So far...
Cursed ever since the day of our birth...
Means nothing...
For I have been pierced by the venomous stars that came into existence by an everlasting entity...
That refuses to negotiate...

It is the liquid fire inside your eyes that melt the stars of sanctity...
As I witness your true suffering...
It means something...
And it is through this process of sanctification...
That I find solace in this solemn state of sorrow....