DOTLAN EveMaps

u'We\u2019ve seen incalculable odds against us. We\u2019ve seen good friends and leaders succumb to suffocating pressure in the darkest of times. We\u2019ve seen the eye of the Doomsday weapon. We\u2019ve walked on the precipice of the infinite and continue to waltz with Death. Is it any wonder why our insanity is so focused now? For those who doubt our resolve, our gospel, prepare yourselves. The same madness that has claimed us will not spare you.

Its\u2019 solitude knows no bounds\u2026
Faces implying, promising fortune, inspiring, and giving hope to attract those unwilling to fight for something greater\u2026
Once inside, the loving embrace gives way as the passion is thrown upon another fool listening to the same false promises that befell you\u2026
We\u2019ve all been attracted to the void and while some succumb to its\u2019 whorish nature, others have grown sick of its\u2019 perversion\u2026
Those pilots, having experienced the sickness are in turn driven mad and now repulsed by their master\u2019s black touch\u2026
Alone again and adrift in space, your only companions are solitude, echo\u2019s of relationships past, and certain death\u2026
Looking upon your saddened visage you contemplate the unthinkable\u2026
It is in this moment of weakness that you hear it\u2026
A noise, buzzing in your ear\u2026
You focus\u2026
Anger and sickness have taken their toll not just upon you, but many\u2026
They speak to you and you hear their gospel\u2026
The mad sing in unison, focused and true\u2026
No longer alone, the like-minded Choir accepts you\u2026
Commit thyself to the Sanitarium and let your scream be heard'