I’m a lunatic. Destiny calls for me.
Sure, it is very much a never was real destiny but I am persistent in reaching it anyway. Sweat. Blood. Pain. Suffering. Insanity. On repeat. Nothing can stop me. Maybe death. Maybe not. Some people try to sell their god to me. To save me. As if I ever strived for that. No. Not salvation. Nor condemnation. I am chasing my destiny. Yes, the one that unites me with you. Lunatic, I know. On repeat.