Behold, a great beast rising from the blood of a thousand innocents. A crown of hell and tongue which strikes chords of chaos. The teeth as the stars in the sky, the dark path extending forever, the destination consumption. Devour yourself man. Eat up your world. Feast on the flesh of Gaia. In the end your mind will become as the ravenous wolf , wild, uncontrolled emotion. Time is on my side. I am already dead, as are you, though you refuse to see. The clock will tick , striking only once when your name is called. And ill be there. Watching. Waiting. Wondering. Why?