I'll gather the torsos. All that's left are the monsters. And the rotting stench of decomposing flesh.
I feed off depression. I'll chew your emotions. Give me your fears. Give me your thoughts.
Kill all that is left of me. Let me see what I have done. Feed my body to the tremors of the earth. I live the life of a goul.
Eradicate.
I will follow for one God. One and only God.
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