What kind of human destroys what they love?
Do you find pleasure in the broken spaces?
The room filled with a thousand knifes all aimed at you.
Do you think or even consider what your hands of destruction do to something so fragile?

No.. You are nothing human. You are a beast. A creature that walks the night, lonely at heart and lost in mind.
You sir, deserve nothing but what you have dug.
Now, the empty hole awaits.