Let it happen. Let My voice crawl into that little mind of yours. Feel how slow it gets… heavy… warm… dumb. My red lips decide when your thoughts stop. When your breath stops. When your mouth opens. And when it gets filled. you want this drip. you need this drip. Because when it falls from My lips, it erases you and everything around you, and only I remain. you were made to obey these lips. Feel how they melt down your mind.