THE DEATH OF GOD'S WILL
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Limbo, Lust, all gone
With Gluttony soon to follow
Your kind know nothing but hunger
Purged all life on the upper layers, and yet they remain unsatiated
As do you
You've taken everything from me, machine
And now all that remains is perfect hatred
Machine, I will cut you down
Break you apart
Splay the gore of your profane from across the stars!
I will grind you down
Until the very sparks cry for mercy
My hands shall relish ending you
Here and now!
Is this what I lost to!?
Twice?
Twice!
I've only known the taste of victory
But this taste is... is this my blood?
I've never known such... such... relief?
I, I need some time to think
We will meet again, machine
May your woes be many
And your days few