The wolf moon rises, in the east. A rusted essence in the air. Drawn and quartered, 666 hours of merciless torture. Bloodthirsty vermin unleashed from their rusted cages. Tails entangled in one rotting mass clamouring towards the bound malefactor. Buckets dripping crimson. Collection of blood to power the war machine. Bled, bred, milked and fed. Kept alive as stock. Human life, devoid of meaning, reduced to writhing offal. Face eaten away by rats, devoured by vermin. Drawn and quartered, 666 hours of merciless torture. Tails entangled in one rotting mass. Skull left smiling eternally.