CLIMB MY MOUNTAIN?

HEAR THE THUNDER? FEEL THE CLOUDS ROLL IN. LIGHTNING STRIKES, UNEASE WASHES OVER. THIS WORLD ISN'T YOURS OR MINE, THOUGH I'M CONVINCED IT IS.

Are you supposed to be up here? Who brought you here? What are you doing here? Look around, it's nice, isn't it? I don't wan't you to leave. It's, it's dangrous to leave.

Nobody visits anymore...

My mind is a palace, a vast desert, ruled by an idiot, a beast, with an iron fist.