Can you hear the echoes of despair? Souls devasted, trying to escape, This reality that is run by the obscure. The candle flame extinguished, By the storm of society. Consumed by the abyss of acceptance. Many have gathered here all alike, In this inescapable mental asylum, Their sparks completely snuffed out. Long await those who persevere. For the gates shall open, And the world shall adulate, Those who have escaped the monastery of madness.