What are you expecting?
No, seriously, what?
Do you want ANSWERS??
Do you want another NICE LITTLE POEM OF FOREBODING RHYMES?
WE COULD LIVE BESIDE THE OCEAN
LEAVE THEM ALL BEHIND
LAY OUT PAST THE CHAOS
AND WATCH THE WORLD DIE
Is that what you crave?
Do you want to see the return of some...old friends? Of men that lived in castles or in houses of wood and stone?
DO YOU WANT TO SEE ME SUFFER??
IS THIS WHAT YOU FUCKING SEEK YOU LITTLE SHITS??
Are you He?
Do you...remember Me?
Remember what I used to be?
Remember what WE used to be?
Remember what I said to you all those...I'd say years because that's what it feels like now.
All the time, gone.
And for what?
A memory of what I used to be?
A noose that cries my name as I cry its name back?
Or a bunch of idiots scampering around me begging me for help.
That scream at me uselessness.
They ask how, when, but yet, you know what, oddly enough, I don't here as much?
They used to scream it all me all the time.
perverse in nature but so tantalizingly pleasurable.
those days are gone now.
we all had our saving grace then.
our happy thoughts...
they're all gone now.
and all i'm left is a memory.
a memory of those lovable little people that brought us laughter.
brought us joy.
brought usTIME TO GO
...he is calling
do me a favor, be good.
mature to be better people than i was.
It’s…SAD, is it not? Knowing someone so close…could be such a monster?
WE ALL MUST LIVE WITH THE CONSEQUENCES OF OUR ACTIONS, M’LORD.
WE ARE BUT MERE PUPPETS IN HIS EVIL HANDS.
WE ARE BUT TOOLS IN HIS WILL.
WE ARE CAUGHT IN HIS WEB.
AND THE WEB CONSUMES US ALL