Do nothing to conceal that fiendish laughter echoing with reverberations of sheer horror…
Foul are the hands that corrupted my innocence and paved the pathway for many sinister…
The dawning day is eligible to boast ofcatastrophes with much nerve-rackinghavoc because of a few…
I praise the light of my innocence escorted in the yonder of many fading days…
I worship the many abominationsthat has given me a place among gulliblehumans…
Rewind the script of time to manifestsolemn moments stained with innocence…