Darkened waters, lying before me, many secrets, that we cant see, a strangenferry, guided by a corpse, takes me to an island where I must- Survive!nnI cannot see, for the mist is too thick, the ferryman's face, rotting makingnme sick. As we enter the island, through a rocky cove, I can hear thenscreams of a thousand lost souls, they don't know where they are.nnSuddenly we stop at a wharf, made of bones and pieces of quartz, the corpsenpoints to a distant light. I see fire so I head up the rise, the hill beforenme is so steep.nnI'm glad I've got claws on my feet, the path ahead is getting wide. I see antunnel in the mountainside- I can hear them breathing as I'm pulling tighternon the chains that are wrapped around their necks, drawing them closer tonthe opening of the cave.nnThey don't know the horror that awaits them. I hope that they don't die,nbefore they reach the hole, by now- they know- that something is goingnwrong. I can feel my own heart beating faster as we get nearer to my home.nnThe joys we're going to have with these mortals whose live's I've stolen. Wenenter into the murky depths, it's dim inside. I see- them there- the wingednones whose home I share.nnThe twelve demons of darkness are staring at me. I am thirteen of an insanenfamily, they laugh as they see the treasure I've brought. I have broughtnthem one each.nnWe lead them further inside, the time for pleasure has arrived. We take themnto the torturing place, once they're inside we uncover their face, most ofnthem nearly die at the sight of us.nnThey were all pretty asleep when I took them from their homes, bagged themnup and took them straight to the boat, we will use every piece of them withnthe greatest care.nnTheir bodies will forever dwell inside our lair.