_Dimension_

Seeing that I see,
People that I preach,
The wretches that I breach.
The speeches that I leech.

Are all part of someone,
Into which I write and enjoy,
the pure flesh wound.
The very ring that was built into the system.
The system of rechlessness.

And pure breach,
Into the system.
Of hell, of fire and hell
Of mocking and power
of powert that fell.

Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?