I can sense the hand of nothingness and it help me cope

[Ryan]

The nothingness around me is always comforting me by touching me, always there. And the voids touches me deeply in form of winds it blows at me, touching me even more and soothing me till my body sags, and I cry and bleed, giving myself to my eternal home—nothingness

 

[Tabula Rasa]

This world is only an illusion, a fading memory.

 

[Ryan]

This world is only an illusion, a fading memory.

Cheers