Okay… abyssal. My atomic cry. You, reader; unknown other champion of the “Present.” Your saber of light will ingnite, or let me die. Whoever you may be, in the land of Gotham City. Light to the light, reaching to the outers limit. Dr. Faith.

No more herb, and forever.
No more green ignition. Will the Joker have the last laugh.
I, versus Lobo’s chain and Deathstroke’s Claymore.
Back to the place where “simple,” beaten to a bloody death.
Attempting words, into the lost façade. Fade. No echo.
The cry of the millennium.
In arms chain, and iron mask. A bodied spirit.
The Lucifer. Crucified upside-down.
The Bringer Of Light. The hidden suffer. The secret truth.
A sad child of Satan world. This is the voice of the “New Age,” dying.
The preach, sabotaged.
My humble children. Our mothers of life.
Change, why does it not. Grace is dead.
The truth, too big, for the 4% brain.
4% spirit. Black blood apocalypse.
The book of life. The first chapter. The book of the Devil.
Conquer and crusaders. Of holy, of light.
Psychos and killers. The opposite.
Others. Too big, for the 4% spirit.
I want to preach, the angel sound of angels. True joy and laughter.
The battle cry.
I wish to hear my mother’s laugh.
The eye sees the nightmare. I am the nightmare.
My blood. And the black blood.
No more and forever. Will the Joker have the last laugh.
Fading. This is my last attempt. What will happen.
Take me out from the back. Blast the devil in his face. Save me.
Arms of chain, and iron mask. My heart is of other race.
My other half. Nature; my lover in rape.
My sentience children; caged and murdered.
I journey. Etch forever my iron heart.
I journey. Pointing to the heart.
Pointing to the earth.
Glory to the atomic child.
Rise cold Aquarius, or death to the new age.
It is your call, the spirit inside.
On the other side of the world, the helm is at your hand.
The pearl, inside the dying myth.
My plea of a refuge is now. I shall wait for your call.
Whoever you may be. Celestial harmony.
Because these depths are so deep. A spectrum.
Beaten to a bloody death.
Nature; raped.
Sentience; caged and murdered.
Tally. Time is the enemy. Doomsday.
Oh, harmony. This piece is over.

Divinity… intervene.

I hope someone understands. Zatana, can you reach into the soul.

Waiting for a sound. Far from here. Far, far away.

She is our middle. He is almost forever… forever…