• Bring me all your dead bring me all your sickly i will take them
    dying corpses rotting in a cesspool i will love them
    theres nothing you can say about my work,
    I live in the sands, in the shadows , in the water, air
    Everywhere...

    So bring them to me I will be happy to take them as my own
    I will care for them like you have
    leaving their fragile old minds to despair and discontent
    I will take care as my own my own children living in despair
    DISCONTENT

    But what am I to do am I just not a humble servant of your dead?
    And soon will I not be humble servant of you?
    *laughs*
    You fear me so much but you, you need me to guide you through the river
    so just give me your coins and we'll call it even

    I will see you soon my child...