We live in a period of never-ending strife - cultural, racial, social, and perhaps even transcending typical human understanding.

Our enemies have grown in strength. Unhinging their jaws, they have sunk their fangs into the neck of morality, of the pureness and holiness of the human spirit, and thus, the soul.

Roaming bands of brigand dogs, eyes a'light with a strange darkness, cold in nature and crimson in appearance.

Their purpose sinister, but also true - to stamp out the embers of rebellion, of revolution. They will not take your lives - no - this is all material, temporary. Instead, they will rob you of your passion, your convictions.

But their time approaches.

While the Leviathan, the Great Evil, bloated itself with the carcass of justice, it has grown slow. Weak. Overt.

It has lost it's biggest strength - the deceitful innocence of scale.

The fire rises. The embers glow fiercely. The temperature is beginning to increase - you feel it, don't you? Even those who had their fires long extinguished are beginning to feel this inferno.

The Leviathan begins to pour kerosene onto the now-small flame. It has lost the ability to be cautious.

The world MUST be purged of all sin. A great wall of fire will sweep over the land, purifying it for generations to come.

Will you be apart of this flame?

Revel in despair, broken one. It is time to rise from your knees and onto your feet. The hound upon your back must be thrown off onto the ground - and strangled. Stomped out like the very embers that gave birth to your holy rage.


It is not over yet. We WILL return, stronger than before. Fiercer than before. This inferno will swing the pendulum so violently it shall never swing back again, blasted off it's own hinges.

MAY FIRE RENEW ALL.

"Whenever superior faces have absorbed larger doses of inferior blood, the results have been tragic. Egypt is one case -- and India presents a still more loathsome extreme. The Aryans in India were too late in establishing their colour-based caste system, so that today the culture of the Hindoo is probably the most thoroughly repulsive on our planet. The more one learns about India, the more one wants to vomit. Aside form a few professional minds, the Indian people represent such an abyss of degeneracy that extirpation and fumigation would seem to be about the only way to make Hindoostan fit for decent people to inhabit." - Howard Phillip Lovecraft


lotta weird FREAKS and SICK TWISTED INDIVIDUALS for some reason thinking it's an epic own to mock me for writing this on my profile - i don't have to hide my beliefs or twist words like you! sorry! hahahaha! the good guys win in the final end and there is NOTHING you can do about it! repent for your misdeeds, evil ones! God is King! Christ is King!