{{All Shall Be}}

You have decayed... Haven't you?
Your eyes have corroded and left you
forlorn and forgotten.

Your body is empty.
Drained of the milk that is the soul.
I watched it spill into the sky.

I did it, I released...
I allowed you to erupt
You, who are the fountain of blood.

I who did indeed become the whirlpool
By which you are hypnotized.

Be not content in my love for you
And be not scornful of my ways.

For I warned you, I am that viper
That harvester of death, that lover
Of poisonous decadence.

And I shall betray you with fangs of ivory.
And lips of acidic seduction.

Penned by my hand on the 18th of Naturalis, in the year 429 AD.