In the twisted, spiraling world Ive created, you find yourself lost, a mere shadow of the man you once claimed to be. My spiraling eyes, those vortexes of undeniable power, have burrowed deep into your psyche, transforming you into nothing more than a panting, needy plaything. Each rotation pulls you further from reality, from the man you thought you were, and drags you deeper into a pit of your own debased cravings. Youre no longer in control; youre a puppet dancing on my strings, gyrating to the tune of your own and desperation.