When the time comes, be without mercy. Bathe in the Earths' blood. Unholy hordes will burn your infants, rape your servants, disembowel your elderly and feeble, the horrible scream of horses that you usually call silence, sleeping without dreams, without breath, do unto them as they do unto you. Run with the wolf, the clouded leopard and tiger know these things, the bestial lion and beautiful cruelty of the fox, the painted one who pulls all the tails of the dead. Hunt them down like a demon who cannot be martyred, a demon who hates with all her soul.
Slurry of blood, vomit, rotten putrid gore, smear the clots and torn viscera, howl in the lunacy, the perversion and lust for more, hazel eyes glow afire, war, thank God, Salvation, forever and ever, amen.