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| Don't say another Goddamn word. Up until now, I've been polite. If you say anything else-word one-I will kill ymself. And when my tainted spirit finds its desination, I iwll topple the master of that dark place. From my black throne, I will lash together a machine of bone and blood, and fueled by my hatred for you this fear engine will bore a hole between this world and that on. | |
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| What it begins, you will hear the sound of children screaming-as though from a great distance. A smoking orb of nothing will grow above your bedm and from it will emerge a thousand starving crows. As I slip through the widening maw in my new form, you will catch only a glimpse of my radiance before you are incinerated. Then, as tears of bubbling pitch stream down my face, my dark work will begin. | |
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| I will open one of my six mouths, and I will sing the song that ends the Earth | |
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