Just wait and the flesh springs anew. Listen to them, the children of the night, what music they make. Here on the edge of a darkening world, the little seeds push up into the air, growing and feeling renewed unaware the reaper stands near ready for work.
D E V I L
WE ARE THE REEL REAPERS, WE SEE YOU EVERDAY, U COCKSUCKER! WE WILL DELIGHT IN SEEING YOUR UNTIMELY DEATH! :hammer: :hammer: :hammer: