You all are the same to me; I have only just begun…
Conformed, compressed, deformed into the same thing.
I've had enough, you'll never see me threw the cruciatus* chamber.
I am something you'll never be; you're unable to grasp me, you're unable to achieve what it takes to breach me.



I'll never forget the way you screeched and screamed, the way you looked in disbelief.
Strung up against the wall, hooks clinging in your skin, skewed down to your knees, don't even beg me.
Mercy is not given to your filthy type. You're atrociously disgusting, a revolting gruesome mess.
Worthless swine, where is your silver tongue now? You chose the reason, not me.



Reproduction is your only usefulness, emotion fuels your reason.
Nothing to offer, worth keeping, fucking think on your own.
Gluttonous harlot, force your infectious blinding lies deep into your larynx.
Conjure your pathetic reason, you can't move, no where to go.



There is no desire, no incentive, for you to stay.
Developing inside my mind...you will not be able to devise
Don't compromise your life, try to justify your lies.
At least the final peace is prepared, the masterpiece is accomplished.











*cruciatus means torture.