The blackest night shalt suit thy darkened heart for felt pain it has, thus stayed in the abyss, silenced by sights of sorrow and horror, poisoned by the spilled blood of innocents. Murderer you deserve not ones forgiveness but all ones pain, hatred, anger, fury and vengeance, when one has far surpassed mans threshold shall he strike for all its worth and more, more than he ever thought possible! Though blood runs it shalt not, for murderers hath no blood for it was spilled with the innocent at the same time thou soul was dismissed from human form to that of a demon, for no true man I say with all thy might could kill… An innocent!!!  ©



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