Brooding, grim and feral, the dark man finds the empty place inside and tries desperately to fill the hole with the bodies of the faithless.
Praise me for I am human. No others deserve to live. Be pure with me. Learn your place. Be human or be dead.
I have been put here to clean the world of filth; to sanctify the human bloodline. Be pure with me. Be human or be dead.
All others need to burn, the filthy monsters. There is no other path; there ae no other Gods. Be pure with me. Be human or be dead.
