I AM THE LUCID DREAM,THE MONSTER OF YOUR NIGHTMARE

Pierce my flesh,cut my skin,tear out my heart and show me how black it is

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Love doesn't exist, there is only passion. "Forever in love" is a lie, there is no forever, there isn't even a Tomorrow sometimes.

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I'm the best in the world since day 1 and for that I've been hated, vilified and most of all backstabbed because I'm a threat, because a few wise people saw that I am the best and the society didn't want to admit it ..... And the fact that they throw roadblocks in my way it's the proof that I'm the best. Am I an egomaniac ? ABSOLUTELY!!! Am I a god? I AM !!!!!! Am I a bad guy ? I had to become a bad guy, cause almost everyone is against me and because I discovered that I like to be bad, to impose my personality, I like extreme, I like violence, I'm the best and nobody can touch me !

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“ Painting our faces has a deeper meaning for us. It’s kind of alchemy, the make-up transforms us, introduces into a new role, a new situation created by the stage”

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Your fate is trivial Raziel. It was kain’s destiny that mattered all along.

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The ultimate act, my final instinct One last step to hush all the disgust My definitive end, no morrow shall dawn Forever forgotten, entombed in the dusk

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Anders: Boiling in oil.

Varric: Too prosaic. Trapped in a cave with hungry bears, right at the spring thaw.

Anders: That lets him off too easy. Dipped in molten gold and left as a statue in the Viscount's Keep.

Varric: Ooh. That's poetic!

Hawke: What are you two talking about?

Varric: What to do to Bartrand when I find him.

Anders: Any suggestions?

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Mr.Anderson ...... Anderson ..... You really are an asshole

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Pointless to memorize. Inklings that writing. They calculate who we are. Shedding the skin of Bizarre

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Fenris: I thought all dwarves had beards. Where's yours?

Varric: I misplaced it, along with my sense of dwarven pride and my gold-plated noble caste pin.

Fenris: I thought maybe it fell onto your chest.

Varric: Oh-ho! The broody elf tells a joke!

Fenris: I don't brood.

Varric: Friend, if your brooding were any more impressive, women would swoon as you passed. They'd have broody babies in your honor.

Varric: And you thought I was joking about the pin.

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That's right , some people don't even deserve a casket ..... especially you my dear whore.

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Yeah i used to kiss you ..... i used to kiss a piece of trash. Yeah i used to have sex with you ...... i used to have sex with a piace of trash. Yeah i used to say " i love you " ..... i used to say " i love you " to a piece of trash.

And now you do all this with a piece of trash , you two complete yourselves, congratulations Trash.

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Die! Die! Damn it ! Die !