The streaming of numbers codes that I always break to the slumber of darkness at the brink of time at Octobers end
My fleet wait for me and in darkness I cast my final spell the last of my heart will beat to the drum of never ending suffering and the tangled cords of the violins of violence will call
Don't pity me for I am more then a number the blood name they gave me 885729 and yes it's mine I cast shields and send at octobers end