(And so it begins) And then, through the woods, a figure dressed in black. A foretelling of apocalypse, a fucking heart attack. In this cloak of darkness I present to you the end of days. In this cloak of darkness I present to you an escape. And you must lead all of mankind to its knees. The way God sees it, you're all fucking dead inside these eyes. The sky is eclipsed in winds of darkness, another soul has lost its way in this forest of graves, consumed by anger, hatred and rage. Why is it that I should save? For whom shall I labor? And if your god is king, why does he call on me? What is this prophecy? Is this the end? Fuck you, fuck the blood, fuck the hatchet and fuck your head. Fuck the cries, fuck the screams, I won't stop until you are fucking dead. We'll never see the man who hides behind the mask, but when we get our hands on the motherfucker our souls shall be the first to rise.

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