Fear or adore this force of magnitude eternal.
Cast a curse or soar the sky onto new adventure.
Behold me not with eyes so lachrymose,
for I am the scales that weigh the world.
The Hollow is conscious of thy triumphs and thy failures.
Embrace thy pain as it is joy of another nature.
Hosts act in decree of exacerbation and cessation
to further observation and renovation.
As god, thou art master of thy station.
As human, thou hast forgot the ancient power of sublimation.
I beckon thee to rise as I have bestowed unto thee foresight.
Get thee above the sands of this arid, vile land
that thou mayst tear down the illusions that constrict thy path.