It drank upon humanity like a fine Wine, pungent in Hatred, Loathing, Malice Upon another, it drank with a Steady flow. Intoxicated on the Evils of Man, Woman, Child Was the final key, for the seed was Pure, but know even that was corrupted, It was a sweet moment in eternity. As it Drank like never before, Souls where consumed upon like never before. Souls were indulged, As the screams echoed,conscience was Shredded and turned black. Now empty Thrown like so many before Void, Barren, Unoccupied Shell, but humanity was plentiful and darkness Would be intoxicated on the fullness of What they had become. We are what we have made ourselves. Food is for thought, and now Intoxicated darkness drinks till we are but a shell.