🖤Fyodor 🎀

Fyodor: “So loud. Your hearts, your trembling lies, your prayers. All of you cling to your little powers, to your little lives, and call it meaning.

But rot has no meaning.

You build palaces from sin, and pray to the silence you fear. I? I answer that silence.

Call me demon if you must. Call me savior, if you dare.

In the end, it doesn’t matter what name you give the flood when it’s already drowning you.” Mary but as I slice your neck with this knife I don’t have to worry about you