鈥淪weet, sweet the hall of flesh! The song of blood, what ancient joy! Too long have I slept鈥攚hy, in this shell I can walk a thousand worlds, renew the sensations of lost millennia! It is mine, it is mine. Who is better than I?
--Yawgmoth, the Ineffable
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