He plucks the threads that make us, dance finger and toe! We surrender in joy to the lowest of the foul and rank; we submerge through darkness' rancid filth. Hour by Hour we move downward, Ever closer to Hell in a Slow steady gait. Now let the world Resonate.
Sloth,Gluttony,Greed,Envy,Lust,Wrath,and Pride.
A Bell of Chaos that tolls human desire. After two thousand long years the Demonic world will open. Destruction! Carnage and Dispire! let your instincts drive you! entrap this word in fear as its very name Temen-ni-gru strikes terror into the heart of mankind.
Then I will become the Ultimate ruler of this wasteland engulfed in Pandemonium! the Demonic powers that Sparda onced inprisoned will be mine.
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