In Other News:

(Un)Cryptic Relevance

I close my eyes to the madness,
(Paranoid, paranoid.)
it spills into the blackness.

I reached into the void for you,
(Futility.)
only to stain my fingertips.

My projection is conjecture,
(Intelligence.)
My prediction is insanity.

Hidden,
(Incorporeal.)
you will see no more.

Taxed,
(Accounted.)
you will be broken.

Composed,
(Materialized.)
you will be made whole.

"The time has come for me to end this game, now open wide and say my name."

-Agent Wraith