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Lirieke: Abigor. Misanthrope.

Hate - absolute and pure
Existence in this mass is impossible
To stand in their lines
Is to fight amongst enemies
I'm not human
For they are called humans

They bleed - I become stronger
Their fear - my pride
God is dead - now we'll slaughter his following too