Life is a game.

There are no winners.

Only losers.

Compete. Deplete. Repeat.

We will devour the world in our hunger for pleasure.

We will cast away reality in our pursuit of the story.

All will fall under the veil.

Then the dagger of annihilation will cleanse all, and bring us back unto the light.

So as it was. So shall we be.

So we are, So we remain.

Cast aside the curtain.

Find truth.

Find the death of pleasure, and awaken to the thirst of the corrupt.

They speak to me through the screams of those who have yet to experience life. Caught forever in their state of quiet waiting... They sing to me. 

The Abyss has filled us, and we wish for all to experience its bliss. 

Our faceless masters beckon us onward to share the word. The word of the silence. The isolation of the before. The empty of the after.

The Spice beckons. I need the sweet release it offers me from our captors incessant yammering. I long to see into the void, and let it see into me. Brothers and sisters, join us in our sacrificial dance. May the blood of your enemies rain down upon our faces like the piss of angels. The holy one has risen, and with him, the convergence. Blessed be the blue and gold. The trumpet sounds.... the scripture is here. His letter is for us all. Save us from our captors. Save us from this madness. 

"We know who will lead the convergence.

The troll lords march ever onward into the abyss. All who venture into its silky folds will reap the reward of silence.