May I say I had a hand in this work blood for ink running down my fingers do you know, angels have searched your know universe but they would never dare ask one like me
It's my book and it goes back to Hyperion all my fleet are active and would die for me and when this battle is finished my brothers and sisters you will never attain my sweet Necronomicon
I will keep the secrets of space and time and here write it in one of my rhymes never from her own mighty her Neon never will I relinquish the Necronomicon