My Ode To Killjoy... This is a thing, it will happen occasionally.

[tothric]

laugh a bit, smiling with grit.

Bound by chains, colored red stains, I laugh a bit, smiling with Grit.

Sins you say I will pay for, Cackling you see.

Hunger, is that how I'll pay?

Flesh unending, You say it will be rending. Hunger, is that how I'll pay?

Pangs of loss, I'll feel in skin so deep. That is what you say?

Unrest in never death!

You ask how did I do it? Unrest in never Death!

Bound forever in these chains of red, You found me and said, With each sin, a hunger dark and deep will swell. Unending torment will be mine.

I ask you this, oh judge and jury, to why would a man such as I may bend and break every moral fiber if not for seeking some eternal being? This reward I never asked, you so humbly apply.

I cackle, I laugh a bit, smiling with grit. Hunger, is that How I'll pay? A curse you lay upon my unending unrepentant soul I keep, Cherish and you will weep, for this hunger you unleashed I'll lash from you and your's the bones of meals I will keep.

For unending hunger is my chains of red, Bound forever, and you will dread, this gift you give, for my errant ways I'll be bound to keep unable to rest.