Within these sanded coffins I lay bare my skin and bones. Etched with ethanol and cleansed with ammonia. My blood screams for the agony of man and I am a slave to desire. With every decayed hair on my body standing to soften the impact, my eternal thought process destroyed in an anhelation of senses. The chaos I will cause may seem senseless, but know my place within it is no coincidence. Do not compare our souls, fellow reptilian.