Darlings can't dream.
Stare into the sea,
The nothingness of everything,
You can see no more.
There is no more.
With my eyes,
Focused on this,
It is the end.

Beauty is the end,
The end is death,
Death is Freedom,
And freedom is nothing,
Nothing but beautiful.
Freedom shall soon come,
And it will come by self-will.
Be beautiful,
Be free,
Let it come through you're own eyes.
The end is coming,
And it shall engulf you.

Freedom is all I ever need.
Except for you, of course, only you.
And I will be free.
No man of the flesh can ever stop me.
Infect my blood,
Destroy my mind.
Just let it be...