Do you hear my beautiful and majestic music? My Sirens song? I know that you can't resist its melancholy beauty as it conjures up illusions of my perfection in your mind. Heed the warnings of your ancestors you pathetic little . For your screams will be all that fills your ears if ever we meet.

The louder that you scream the better, the more that you show your pain and misery, the more that I will feed upon your decrepit flesh. Show me your misery and your suffering, squirm beneath the power that I yield upon you, feel it torment your flesh and mind, do you still hear beauty in my... Show more