An aggressive darkness falls beyond all categories of imperial desolation. An outstanding journey that relies sober at the cycle of fruitless vicissitudes that never end, easily connected through the holes of your bleeding eyes. Which make me recall that coercion is never a salutary option. No more memories to forget, just empires to replace. A loosing sense of revengeful illnesses that always increase the testimony that battles a memorable war in the sky. A groundbreaking melancholy that seems to be unraveling an abominable descent into a battleground of tragedy. The sincere senselessness of a rogue life. The furious wisdom of a character principle that is standardized over a deformity of nature.