Trapped in this pit of despair, Thrown a spade for "Repair", I do declare 'I shall dig down, down, down.' Into the depths I went. Digging, day in, day out. 'This pit is tiring, will I forever go through dirt?' I know that this pit has no end and no start. Will I ever find that twisting, menacing chest that seals my heart? Questions, Questions, Guess I'll sit here... In thought.