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I'm the root of all that's evil.
Ich bin die Wurzel des Bösen...
... und meine Aufgabe ist Verblendung - Luciva
Ich habe gesiegt schaut um euch und ihr seht mein werk selbst ich bin meine eigene reproduktion, denn ich bin ungegenständlich.
... you have just met the Angel of Death. He was a stranger. He is always a stranger.
He gives your arm a squeeze, which means the one has turned the tap on the second line, but you don't look up to meet his eye. You don't want your last sight on earth to be him. He's nobody - just a man...
...Some kind of animal panic races through you, but the whole thing is too far gone. A muscle twitches in your chest, that's all, a slow contradiction like the early stages of labor. Like birth. Wrong way, wrong way. You're going out, not coming in.
You're hanging by your fingernails over an ocean of warm velvet, and it would be so easy so easy so easy to let go... but ther's something underneath all that softness, something harsh and final and oh so terrifyingly lonely.
Gone, the light almost gone, just fast-disappearing smear. Gone, the light gone.
A soundless scream, a spark sizzling through a final instant before being swallowed by the cold darkness into hell...
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