through my teeth, i taste your fear. in despair, your bloodied hands cling to my hide. ( innocentes grumus sanguinis ) 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋'𝐒 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚂𝚃; 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚝.
- website: he crawled out from the pits of hell
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