Testo Quickening

Hallucinations enter the shadows...
Losing the mind.
On this path to oblivion.
So much time lost in chaos.

As I descend.
Succumbed to the unfathomable.
Abandoned beyond all control.
Skulking, scraping, the barren wastes...
Formless predator of the minds' domain.

And as its presence draws near I sense it.
Knowing within its pull I can be forever lost.
A part of me.
I have become.