soothe. i come to you a humble man unbeknown to most. my heart is full of empty despite gilded words and tongue. i hear. i will obey.
they come now. bored with life and religions which have failed miserably. they come to hear the word but i am yet not a prophet for my faceless King.
but listen still they shall and forever more. a clarity of silence will befall the corpses of the innocent and guilty alike.