• Dance with us o mighty one, dance until you lose your mind.
    Even those superior to humans have an enlightenment.
    We shall dance upon the fires of hell themselves.
    Come dance with the disease you spat unto the world.
    Our corruption shall be your total creation.
    A great man once told me, "To lose your mind just laugh at those whom are sane."
    You fear what you had made but you had not made gods you had made dancers.
    Our stage is the obliterated shards of our sanity we bleed our corruption unto what was left.
    Come and compose us o mighty one, compose us to rip those beautiful white wings off.
    Lay with us in our bloody cursed sanity.
    Tell us you love us with one last bloody gurgle.
    Dancers of humanity?
    Dancers of gods?
    We are both and neither great gods and dirty humans and something other than both.

    ~Angellicus Montague~