ive watch the younger hang from the hair the spirits on the manifesting in the presents of torture the older gods were bloodthirsty and in that respect i'm one with them they will be disgusted by humanity and i am one with them so everything must go k** it f**ing slow torture the young and rape the dead it all then open wounds are every pain i know like the season of hatred that i have shown my wings will grow ive watched the child crying out in pain a mother could not hear the screams
the reasons from my ways the terrible and the trivial by dawn * [?] every order in the universe is violent so everything must go k** it f**ing slow torture the young and rape the dead at all the open wounds are every pain i know like the season of hatred that i have shown my wings will grow as a child i found a womans corpse the innocence was lost yet it set me on the course and i still see in that theres beautiful