Lacking Skin and bones, all he feels is the feeling of stone. Release him from the ball and chain that restricts his movements. The organs slowly petrify as they are exposed to the harsh elements. His mind is clouded waiting to be purified by a gentle touch. The sunlight penetrates him as he steps foot into the unknown. He wants to break free from the mass that encloses his body. He who crumbles under his own guilt that he holds high above his shoulders. He was the man made of stone.