Brian Christopher

Infestation Of Life -- By Me Boy Drew Incubating the dark seed of Mephistopheles I am chosen. The shattering screams of undead echo throughout the endless caverns of my brain. My conscience is set for the fall of humanity. Thrust into a river of souls i sift through the bloated carcasses searching for those worthy of reanimation. Ten legions the master has asked for and that he shall recieve. Ferocious flames engulf the sea. Clouds of black loom ominously o'er towering cliffs. Carnivorous mites rain down upon the masses, feasting upon their flesh. With them they bring the iron fist of belial. Boils raping the flesh of infants, those that survive are devoured. I am myself, a monster. Mone will survive my merciless fury. Undeath! The only escape from a worthless life. I've crushed thousands of worlds this ones just another wasted existence. Condemning those that inhabit this plagued rock, I wipe the earth clean of this infestation of life.