Conceptual

An incredible romantically guided holocaust. Teething intimately by a freelancing mercenary.
Riddled puzzles, cryptic mazes.
Schisms and isms, crafted among, highfalutin ideas and theories.
Trail blazing and boundary breaking.
The Leaded Hour.
The Guilded Men.
The Witching Women.
As natural mystics are taken by the wind,
Crypto-graphical holograms, projecting our likeness.
With the shackles tightened, the lights are brightened, and the audience frightened.
Let’s all settle in, for the show is about to begin.
Emotionless tears drape her cheek, feel yourselves being pulled in.
Tonight is our last chance for escape.