Hark, Filthlets Dear Unto Mine Tentacled Mass
Know What Ye Of Sickening, Mortal?
Many Mortals Such As Thyself Do Balk And Cringe At The Filth Which Permeates This Realm. Prithee, Keep In Thy Mind That All Art Natural Upon This Plane, All Filth That The Mortal Doth Imbibe, Ingest, And Inhale...