In this wrath of terror, I bring pleasure and delight to you all, My Words are meaningless, My stregnth is nothing, the only power is destruction, I cast these words with hatred, sorrow, and death, somehow it feels great... but deep inside, I ache for something... The power is revealed, the stage is set, the end is near, innocence is over powered, destruction awaits the hearts of evil, sickness, and purity, "IN THIS KINGDOM, MY KINGDOM, ALL SHALL PERRISH!" these were my last words, all perished with the kingdom... all but me... and I felt that emptiness fill my heart, the fact that there were no subjects to love their king... I had felt lonelines for the first time... I wanted Love... so I ended it all... with the mental stab... thus ending my riegn of endless purity, to those of destructive and vile hearts, to save none but myself...


Bones