Feel your blade ripping my flesh,
Don't you love the feeling of death being at your fingertips?
Don't you love how as last your bloodlust has been satisfied?
Don't you love how you have taken the fire out of my eyes?
Don't you love how now I can torment you no more?
I thought so.
Embrace the darkness,
Embrace evil.

Renounce your god,
I can see that he is dead to you.
Why do you clinge to him as though he is life itself?

Now that you have felt the pleasure of destroying why do you not destroy more?
I know you lust for it that trill of murder.
I know how now you lust for power.
Emobrace Evil for it is your path now!
Emerce yourself in darkness!

I see it in your eyes,
your are reprimanding yourself for past deeds done.
why not forget?
Ignorace is bliss.
Darkness is bliss.
Murder is just the beginning to becoming me.

Penned by my hand on the 10th of Daedalan, in the year 272 AF.