If you say anything else -one word- I will kill myself.
And when my tainted spirit finds its destination, I will topple the master of that dark place.
From my black throne, I will lash together a machine of bone and blood,
and fueled by my hatred for you, this engine will bore a hole between this world and that one.
When it begins you'll hear the sound of children screaming - as though from a great distance.
a smoking orb of nothing will grow above your head and from it will emerge a thousand starving crows.
As i slip through the widening maw in my new form, you will catch a glimbse of radiance before you are incinerated. Then as tears of bubbling pitch stream down my face, my work will begin.
I will open one my six mouths and sing the song that ends the earth.
Belyiah; book of hatred