What are you ? Can't you remember ; or have you gone soft in the head too? Since the monastery is falling apart around you, and your robes have started to rot . Your playing pretend , dressing up in a role that an old man with a habit gave to you . Isn't it time to stop pretending , aren't you hungry ? When was the last time you've eaten , your not a nun . It's time to shed that lie , wake up . You've walked this earth longer than mankind . And you'll be here long after . Stop pretending to be the good godly lamb. Your something even their precious god would fear . It's time you remember just what you are,  Eldritch monster , predator . Let them mourn. Horror will grip all .