I am alive. The pungent fire that burns and builds and spreads throughout my body until it plagues every part of me with a concentrated numbness. It doesn't die. The feeling won't fail me. It won't be suppressed until my will is done. All in this world is black to me... but you. I am not here anymore. All of my misanthropic passions have devoured me, and I am not in control. My body is possessed by the rampant hate that frees me... I am alive...
