How much longer do I have to please you all with this surface of me..I am
no woman I am no human creation made by any god..from my hair of Hin
to my beating abyss of sin, I am the prophecy of The daughter..
here to delude,to captivate your poor souls...
Do not ask who I am,it wont else than insane you to know..but I have not
stop breathing yet, I wander among you,almost as anyone else..I know the
rules of humanity by now and I have learn how to serve my own morbid
urges in the silence...
I am horrible,morbid,sick, perverted, maniacal, schizoprenic, sadistic,
possessed by infernal spirits,psychic,psychopathic,murderous,
devilish surplus capacitate.. I possess all these profit of talents,
which i prosecute with vehement intelligence...
As the viper,I genetical herith from..I will pale off my skin..let you all
witness it, feel it, penetrate pestilence of odient fear, inwrought your ever
beliefs, haunt you to consciousness of what inveterate venom to rest in the
hart of this primal darkness..
I desire to feast on your stricken screams..it even sexually exites me, just
by the attraction of of thought to disease you all,when disinter all immance
brutal infernality in me..When you finally see me rip off my humble
beaut,,and become the one I am..The of Hell promised She beast...
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