A sane man is simply a man afraid to unleash his inner demons.

No one thanks you for showing them the light.

Think about it. When you die you'll be surrounded bu the people you killed. Who the hells goes around killing people they like? In the Afterdeath we'll be surrounded by our enemies.

Her eyes melted and ran like butter. Gehirn ignited with concussive force.

Gefarhrgeist excelled at convincing themselves. It was their greatest strength and most terrible weakness.

On a good day her breath could drop a bull at a hundred paces. This was definitely not one of her good days. She was filthy and unappealing in every possible way.