For I am death. And I am not the end - I am a beginning.

It’s been seven years since I left. It’s no paradise - but it’s home. And it’s worth saving.

Kiss my arse. I'm the Lord of Murder - I'll show you why.

But loneliness that deep gets into the marrow. Now that I’m here - among friends - I can feel it burning out of me. Little by little, step by step.

I want to wake up beside a handsome virgin every morning, but life doesn't give us what we want.