Worse then a botched embalmment. This dirt too silent. Eruptions so massive. A glass coffin filled with acid. Your grave remains as your body disintegrates. Even in death there is no freedom, only restraints. This is what it feels like to bring down a god. Screaming continues after they have pulled the trigger. A gag reflex as absent as her father figure. Your devotion is pathetic. Nobody has ever loved you as much as I enjoyed killing you.
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