Maxwell's Prison

[Daemonic]

So here I am, listening to this annoying tune playing on a phonograph, strapped to a throne, staring into the void of black. They made this prison just for me. They allow me to only do one thing with the powers They gave me, They allow me to have captives for entertainment purposes. That is it. If I try to do something They don't like my bindings become even tighter, I have no feeling in my hands or feet from my escape attempts. My only way out is if one of them can get through my worlds. They wouldn't allow me to make them easy so my chances of freedom are slim. They are horrible things, Crawling horrors in the abyss..now I am talking to myself in this prison as They laugh, and laugh and laugh...