I am the seer in the dark,
the vagabond of yore,
I am the sum of all your parts,
and proprietor of all.
blackmonger of Inlé,
my form now vivid,
as torpor sets and blood grows tepid.
With every ounce of flesh now offered,
I hold your corpse within my coffers.
Knitted cells now split asunder,
stand alongside me brother.
Take your place amongst my Owsla,
we march at dawn now and forever.
I went down there once... its the worst. We drove past a shitload of abandoned houses, not the average "one or two" I meant around a entire 6 blocks of emptyness. Not surprised thought everyone there was busy complaining about the state of things, and yet just around the corner I saw people looting copper off of a telephone pole and those welfare lines are massive. Sad to see a city like that go down thought I'll see if I can scout out images of what it looks like.