digital booklet - the manticore and other horrors
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Cradle of Filth - The Manticore and Other Horrors (Deluxe Edition)TRANSCRIPT
I sIng desolatIonon the breath of centurIes
brIngIng annIhIlatIon slaughter courses through my enemIes
I was not always so coldonce upon a crIme In tImes of favour I had lIved a god amongst the bold
lIke a true poetIc savIour
but my people were dIssolved by the flames of rIghteous strangersmy name blackened ten thousandfold
death grew to know me…
as the abhorrent
strIcken from the lIghtas dIvIdIng curses poured
I was hIdIng In the thIckenIng mIre bIdIng for my war
I’m clImbIng up the years to get you from a dark abyssIc scheme
lovecraftIan, part-martIanto the beast I used to be
my laureates of gold are sold horns spear the reddened seaand by my transformed hand
be surethe heavens hear your fInal screams
tonIght thIs world Is burnIng to a fulsome serenade
arch nemesIs, I’m the genesIs of a ragIng plague about to break
blue eyes rolled headlong to black
when the darkness drew me to her caresses
I was not always so coldonce upon a crIme In tImes of old
I had lIved a god amongst the foldsof creepIng epIc faIlure
but my people were dIssolved by the flames of rIghteous strangers
my name blackened and deeds annulled they grew to know me…
as the abhorrent
I’m a cemetery and a garden rIpe wIth near-putrefIed lIfe
a phallus begInnIng to harden on the phIlosophy of a prurIent knIfe
I hear the dead begIn to cryHostis Humanis Generis
my favourIte leaden lullaby
on sacred eves I’ve asked for sacrIfIcemere moments of atonement
for your despIsea stern belIever
that the great deceIver Is your precIous god
whose preachers saw me demonIsed
now, the sun It setson your nascent best of days
tIme to rIse
gorgon, calIbos and caIntItans unrepentant lord lucIfer Insane
if i am tHe Devili sHall Honour my spiteful name
tonIght thIs world Is burnIng to a fulsome serenade
arch nemesIs, the rest of thIsdestructIve wIckedness Is on Its way
the unveIlIng of o(Instrumental)
the abhorrent
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welcome wIth a stench of mIsadventure lIbertInes and sIblIng thIngs a grIm
slIther forth through the gateway’s hIssIng denture
the moon, one up on the chateau battlements gIlds thIs torchlIt drIve to shangrI-la
thIs solstIce calls lIke the pIper to rodentIa
come joIn thIs hIve of masqueraders
thIs eve Is pure and pagan Its teeth are In the past
dark royaltIes of ancIent caste feast In splendour
for your vulgar delectatIondecreed
that hunger shall be sated by the dawn
In marble ballrooms of delIght
the erotIc and the wIcked dance alIkevIrgIn cunts aquIver at thIs foreplay for the spIteful
the cellars smelt abrImwIth cracked wIne and racked women are spIced for even marquIs appetItes
screams an aphrodIsIac
for the blackest ever nIghtfall
lords, heed the call
vast boudoIrs hereare mastered by the mInatory
walls plastered wIth the base relIefof baser glorIes
ma cherIe debaucherydeflower of my lIfe untIe theIr bonds
and push these fantasIes to ever greater storIes
for your vulgar delectatIon
InhIbIt nothIng, run free loose sore cauterIes before me
rIpped, prolIfIc scarsare tItbIts on whIch to feed
the heathen hour strIkes
wrong, the rItesbeasts ravage for your soul as lovely entrapment snaps
her fIngers, hell comes crawlIng
thIs eve Is pure and pagan Its teeth are In the past
let the cream of sInners learn at last
for your vulgar delectatIon
for your vulgar delectatIondecreed
that hunger shall be sated by the dawn
dawn...burnIng, aghast
wIth the judgment that we spend upon the evIlwe feed eternal hungrIness
exceedIng vIle deeds that were freed In thIs cathedral
for your vulgar delectatIondecreed
that horrors shall be waIted on the ones who crave sIn’s InnovatIons
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‘wrIte a story. any story. but let It have dragons…’
o gods of warIn the jungle corrIdor
I feel your haughty presence feastIng the mantIcore
she stalks the shadows, burnIng the smoke Is thIck and reeks of blood
her hunger an eternal yearnIng
tantrIc, necromantIca wank fantasy of faIth
she relIgIously feedsa feverous all man-eater
In the trees I see her eyes lIke slItherIng she of snakes
monstrous thIs chImera In her beautIful anger
screamIng from the pulpIt damnatIon’s oratory
she Is the whIsperIng poIsoned dartand the breath of armageddon all around
the embodIment of evIl In a body full of raptures
anthropophagous
mantIcora
press the sIlent vIolIn of frIsson over horrorIn my forced hand
sphInx wIll sIng her song and coloured In lullabIes death endorsed Invades our lands
gIgantIc, pyromantIca beast of naked flame
pantIng blackened masses from her opulent godhead
Ill-barbed are those tongues spread wIngs eclIpse her frame
and In her deep crevasseskundalInI vents unfed
In darknessher fastness threshed wIth fleshIng teeth
she comes to mastIcate you whole
she Is the bane of mothersgrand leveller of maa kalI’s mardI gras
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what man would damn the world to summon her?
be stIllpray sIlence lest she stoops to conquer
the perverse acId queen ten thousand pIllars In her heart
uphold a cracked palace of frozen kIllersand the mIrror In her soul
polIshed black for scryIng nIghtmaresbubbles wIth a lust
that yearns to burn agaIn
razor backed, she attacksempIre’s battle cat
a creature of the whIte devIl’s rule mythIcal and mystIcal provInces wIll recall
the swarm of refugees from her pall
mImIckIng vIctIms wIth a voIce of the choIcest deadpanned In paIn
awful claws hold rapport wIth the skIns of mankInd
she Is the whIsperIng poIsoned dartand the breath of armageddon all around
the embodIment of evIl In a valley full of raptors
a lIck of fIre on her lIpsas sIlent as a wIll o wIsp
she comes amongst you all, tIgressIveblazIng In her prIde
hellraIsIng horrors from the dark-sIde…
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facedown I sprawl In the forest’s cathedralwhere she lIes In thrall
to a slIppery coffIn
I fIrst saw her grIn In thIs graven laIrmy heart startIng to canter
snow whIte skIn and raven haIr lIps full red as a blood decanter
but hatred hunted there In tyranny’s mIrror
magIckal rItes turned wIth jealousy on a young reflectIon
back then sprIng’s breeze sweetened the nIght now the evenIngs are longIng
shadows delIght and frost on her pIllow
glItters by the moonlIght
months saw me lost to her elegant, decadent ways thIs past mIdnIght cInderella
wIth a smIle lIke the wInter sunon a mIsty day
and star-grazIng eyes raIsIng cappellas
but poIson stunted thereseven trees weavIng
arbour on nIghts spent In ecstasy
neath theIr woodland awnIng
she fell foul to wItchcraft’s desIgnsa weepIng wIllow
wIcked wIlled to sleepthere’s frost on her pIllow
at the cost of mournIng
now the lands fall grey, devIls revel and obeya cruel beauty drIfted from a dark novella
the queen of hearts tarred by the cards she’s swIft to play
In turrets over all, where angels smell her ways
our faIrytale Is over my love lIes dead
the kIngdom wrIthes In a bed of dementIa mIsadventure strIdes Instead
a sore, wIlde pIcture lIke dorIan graypressed agaInst the glass In paIn
one fInal graven kIss to saymy love i will avenGe
those fleetIng hours flowers bloomedbeneath the tree-entangled moonwhy dId you have to leave so soon
my IllumInary frIend?
but hatred hunted there In tyranny’s mIrror
justIfIed spIte turned armageddon
on a stunned reflectIon
back then hell’s freeze strangled the nIghtsummer Is comIng new flames IgnIte
and frost on her pIllowIs lost to mornIng lIght
frost on her pIllow
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bloated wIth dIseasea psychophantIc grease that clIngs
lIke a shroud thrown over mea coat of golden fleas
and by theIr gleam the shadows grow to be
thIs soul Is sIck wIth wIcked exploratIonmy vulgar habIts stItched the rabbIt hole
a welcome mat for InfestatIon
fettered from the get go
lIsten to me nowfor the road to glory goads you
thIstles on the path always cast by the one who knows you
from the dark
we are less than worms and vermIn
black clouds low and rollshIpwrecked In my psyche
by sIren fantasIesserpents
curl about my goalshIssIng through the mIrror
as they slIther over menow…
I pray you see the lIghtbefore huge onyx wIngs behInd despaIr arIse
they splay nIght skIes wIth desolatIon
and the devIl never lets go
fate caught me In flagrante delIcto
shame taught me hells self-obsessIve fresco
ruled by horrors
grue, no butterfly become cocooned In utter guIlt
the gutters sIlt has overrunmy rue transcendence
huge onyx wIngs behInd despaIr
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sheol buIlds golem and thIs offence to nature
Is huntIng Independence
the more I wallow In grIef the more fatalIst I fall to thIs engorgIng beast
the greatest traItor of them all
bloated wIth dIseasea psychophantIc grease that clIngs
lIke a shroud thrown over mea coat of golden fleas
and by theIr gleam the shadows grow to be
thIs soul Is sIck wIth wIcked exploratIonmy vulgar habIts stItched the rabbIt hole
a welcome mat for InfestatIon
lIsten to them laughfor the roads to glory goad you
thIstles on the path always cast by the one who knows you
from wIthIn the mIrror
here forms a knotted sorrowthe vIvId grasp of fadIng faces storm clouds plot to follow…
I wander despondent, a curse on the graveher haIr In my locket, a lock of nIghtshadeand there In my pocket, I nurse the charade
her rIng Is awaItIng her backI watch her from shadows, parIah by dayI sleep In dark belfrIes and cellars away
from the ungIvIng lIvIng, theIr neurotIc plaguehas turned her, as I to the black
faster beats tHe Drum of Dark arcanum
marIeI turned a deaf ear to heaven
when the evIl eye accompanIed me
you’ll see I am no further needed In the mIrror
by my pallId reflectIon
I thIrst so perversely, the worst Is thIs cravefor sweet scarlet blood from a harlot parade
of dutIful vIctIms I beautIfully takewIth delIcIous malIcIous Intent
a gIft from a goddess who toyed wIth her game the prIce of my nIght’s InfIdelIty paId
at the altar of her never falterIng bladeof Infernal nocturnal descent
faster beats tHe Heart of Dark arcanum
so I walk the moonlIt quarters lIke a drIven beast of prey
a catalyst for madness, slaughter gIven the leash to play
I’m detrItus to my chosena ghost for all her daysthus Is cocytus frozen
from those loved and left betrayed
dream-dappled streams of sunshInedread fogs shall dIssIpate
as red skIes descend on graveyard floorswhere the dead exhIlarate
my Heart is Gone taken by a niGHtmare bourGeois creature
now you belonG to your sick womenaGerie…
n, n, no, noI’m not the reason for thIs bleedIng
n, n, no, nomy past Is fast leavIng me
aghast In purgatory
marIeI turned a deaf ear to heaven
when the evIl eye accompanIed me
you’ll see I am no longer greeted In the mIrror
by my pallId reflectIon
so I stalk the moonlIt quarters lIke a drIven beast of prey
a catalyst for madness, slaughtergIven the season
I taste the true natureof thIs secret castethIs devIl undonesoars free at last...
pallId reflectIon
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where nature’s russet beauty grew the roses of utopIa
the stench of vented corpses floats abroad these kIllIng fIelds wIll yIeld to new horIzons
so cyclopeanwIth the advent of our resurrected lords
sIdIng wIth the tItans
cast Into the ancIent dark of tartarusbelow the underworld
these ancIent bastards bore theIr agonIes or, locked In slumbrous nIghtmarestwIxt the spheres or neath the seas
they slept untIl the rIghtIng of the cosmos set them free
they slept untIl the blIghtIng of the nIght sky
let them loose on you and me
welcome thIs returntItanomachIan and vatIcan-hearsed
the mass enslavement of a passIve unIverseIn nary a day the earth was burnIng
levIathans and krakenscolossal horrors rIsIng forthfrom oceans spewIng tsunamIs
lIke heralds of malevolence dIspensIng holocaust
the grandIose ballet of death and ravaged flesh
the span of mankInd shut down In one massIve shattered fuckIng breath
a slIce of moon thrust a fatal glowon theIr cold relentless freedom
from core to crust and conquered pole to pole reconfIgurIng for a fecund second eden
I had glImpsed thIs hell before thIs twIsted fungoId boschIan garden of InsanIty
an Infested nevermorerIfe wIth delIghts to annIhIlate humanIty
gods fell upon us Insects wIth world-devourIng maws
sIdIng wIth the tItans
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when nature’s empty bounty dIed, I dreamt thIs tragIc sIght
we precognItIoner’s just tuned the sIgnal to you all amplIfIed, the vIsIon frIed,
pulsIng magnetIc stars were rIght vast gates drew open
what slathered forth began the fall
sIdIng wIth the tItans
our last mIstakes to whIch awake past masters, mad and cruel
shalt wItness the explIcItness of theIr rulebut I shall be rewarded
and take my place amIdst the blackfor what else Is there left to do save
usher these monsters back?
I welcome thIs return
I welcome thIs return mountaIns of perversIon, elder versIons and worse
the mass enslavement of a passIve unIverseIn nary a day temples were turnIng
on judgement day I’m sIdIng wIth the tItans...
succumb to thIs slIcker genesIs the serpentIne wIsh of a decadent stranger
thIs fIxed InsIstence from a twIsted out-of-mInd
he Is scum to hIs kIndslummIng wIth the cast of hIs vast ImagInarIum darkness come refIned
succumb to thIs wIcked nemesIs
the paralysIs of hIssIng ImmInent danger hIs kIss persIstent, lIps whIsper hIs desIgn
numb wIth blIss, lIcked of menacesthIs phIlIstIne Itch caught pIssIng In the manger
Is never dIstant from unresIstant sIdes
succumb to thIs
he wIll promIse the earth laughIng wIth the grasp
of all past denomInatIons a master of rebIrth
flee Demon flee i cast tHee out witH tHe power investeD
please leave me be my Heart is a biblical wreck
cease and just see I rule thIs wIde-eyed world unmolested
IncreasIng fantasIes wIth a wave of my hand
and hIgh tIdes of turnIng freed
from the dIzzyIng breeze of quarantanIa
beauty swoons In caresses of nature pleasures of the rooted flesh awaIt her
the taste of heaven for endeavourIng man to a greater measure of temptatIon’s folly
lo! the splendour of the throne the feastIng spread of best harvests
pIcked clean off the bone the shInIng kIngdoms
blent agaInst red sunset skIes and everywhere the scent of better wonders
set desIres to fIery rIse
toniGHt all tHe stars burninG briGHt are but a canopy for me
a cinDerella story, stellar jealousies are rifefor my prince HolDs a Divine riGHt
enliGHteneD witH tHe Glorious
blInd faIth falls for the fIrst seductIon InductIon Into halls of shame
wIth classIc joys and fresh allures lIfe leads fantastIc overtures
inDulGe, only tHe coy abjure thIs orgIastIc rIde
sIgh!hIs smIle’s just a laceratIon
wIth a fascInatIon for the massIng dark sIde
and he means war...
succumb to thIs wIcked nemesIsthe paralysIs of hIssIng ImmInent danger hIs kIss persIstent, lIps whIsper hIs desIgn
numb wIth blIss, lIcked of menacesthIs phIlIstIne Itch caught pIssIng In the manger
Is never dIstant from hIs soul-corrupted prIze
he wIll show mIracles buIldIng on the fast
IconoclastIc InnovatIons growIng empIrIcal
succumb to thIs
succumb to thIs
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burstIng wIth madness the moon shall derange the ether caresses my veIns cursIng the feverous reIgn
I taste the change
lIps curl, my grIp starts to harden maelstroms are loosed In the garden
angels wIll whIsper bane hIdden meanIngs In the teachIngs of paIntIme warps wIth theIr kIss bestowed agaIn
go go go tIdal vertIgoback Is an arrogant front truth Is a lIe, suIcIdal eyes
plummet from the summIt of thIs pIssed up...
nIghtmare
hellucInatIons, bare mountaIn nIght
walpurgIs Is thIrstIng for souls my coven Is sloven
for blood stIll muds the knolls
vIsIons soar phantasmagorIcalcollIdescopIc, whettIng the oracle
fast awake to make thIs dreamland obeyforsakIng others for the chasIng of prey
I take another draught, fates spIrIt me away
go go go wIcked vertIgoIntoxIcatIon Is a fur
worn about stItched arctIc shouldersIt sets thIs melancholy beast to purr
lost In blIss, the moorIng slIps
hyde Is hIgh and mIghtyIn veneratIon of hIs role
nIghtmares of an ether drInker
Dreams amass niGHtmares are risinG
Dreams amassunsympatHisinG
Dreams a massacre
I have left bereft the flesh sanctuary for the graIl of woe
now suddenly I see lIke Innocent breath through a perfumed harem
a gash of lIghtnIng tearIng ashen skIesbetray the scene
a deathless army, the greatest never been lurks frIghtenIngly sIlent
hangIng on the fatal call for carnage
come tHe awful sunDerinG tHe Devilment is tHunDerinG
fellow travellers tread careful hell awaIts dIethyl dreams
these lush pretence dImensIons wean
come tHe awful sunDerinG tHe Devilment is tHunDerinG
seekIng ways back to our world eldrItch curators scheme
horrors rush upon us as we flee
I plunge on a comet, vomIt the sea lunge uprIght to flames advancIng on me
dancIng lIke mardI gras dark company
Dreams amass niGHtmares are risinG
Dreams amassunsympatHisinG
Dreams a massacre
I am rIdIng hIgh tonIghtIn celebratIon of my role
Dreams amass niGHtmares are risinG
Dreams amassunsympatHisinG
Dreams a massacre
I wIll leave relIeved my flesh sanctuary for the graIl of woe
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as far as we can Discern, tHe sole purpose of existence is to kinDle a liGHt in tHe Darkness of beinG ‘ -carl junG
sometImes red curtaIns fall before the act has headed for the wIngs
as on that nIght dIsaster crawled out from the stalls...
suddenly the dark, the thIckest stygIan darkpressIng on all sIdes wIth vertIgo
runnIng from the quIckest In the sIckest abyss my spIrIt’s lIfted by an angel of woe
a dredged up dreadful pastdrags dIscordant thoughts my way unforgIven and drIven to despaIr
I sense the mordant wraIth azazel standIng there
now the vIsIon sImmersI spy a dIstant gleam racIng ever closer
through thIs persIstent dream
and by Its welcome glImmer wrIthIng Into sIght
the brutIsh gropIng nIghtmares that hIde besIde the lIght
then a roarand a voIce lIke a prIde of lIons
thunders from the mawIn a blackened mass the creatures flee
screamIng bloody murder asa shInIng gateway opens for me
death, the great adventure
at the perIl of my soul I welcome death, the great avenger
spared thIs awful realm where those who stalk the lIvIng haunt the murk
untethered pleasures keep them tIed to flawed humana
floatIng upward stIll, to where the tunnel mouth reveals two mantIcores that ward an ebon door
I muster lean resolve, as the lumInance dIssolvesand I am thrust headlong before theIr venomous jaws
I am In darkness agaInbut here accursedness Is vastly deeper
unforgIven and gIven to torment I am nothIng
grotesque, bereft of judgement
thIs abyss, a voId where strIpped of all but self one must wIsh to be destroyed
to pass on somewhere else
beyond thIs pIt of wIcked shoutsmadness and fallacIes
aeons I faIled to raIl my doubtsbefore fear left love savIng me
then a roarand a voIce lIke the clash of tItans
thunders from the mawIn a seethIng mass the horrors flee
screamIng bloody murder asa shrouded sky opens Immensely
lIsten!what eden shall arIse
abundant from the clIffs that stunt hell’s redundant crIes?
a vIew of breathtakIng beauty unveIls, as the sun dIsperses
perversItIes
death, the great adventure
for the glory of my soul I welcome death, the great avenger
the damaged man revIves wIth dawnIng truth, thIs mornIng suIts
the world I left abruptly In exaltatIon, I fInd myself alIve
near-death to steer a lIfe long-led corruptly
the sweet sIlver chord that keeps me moored I know that heaven sent her
from the cold to hold her face agaIn
I rose from death, the great adventure
death, the great adventure
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Dani filthINCANTATIONS, CURSES, ROARS, SCREAMS, GUTTURAL UTTERINGS,
IMPARTED WISDOM, SOME UNTRUTHS, SEXUAL WHISPERINGS, PROPHECIES, POSSESSION, SPEW, RACKET.
paul allenderrazor wire fire, buzz saw, sour chords,
dark cosmic vibration, electric field distortion, insect swarm, white noise, death ray, racket. 7
Martin 'Marthus’ SkaroupkaThunderbolts, warhammers, machine gun salvo, pneumatic fellatio, a painful tattoo, seismic blasts, soul breaking, blitzkrieg, racket.
Fantasia, Bombast, Horror soundtrack, Gorgon organs, blac keys, moodswings.
The BesTiaryCradle Of filTh On This phOnOgraphiC reCOrding were…
dani filTh - diCTiOnary Of The Vulgar TOnguepaul allender - rampanT guiTarsOnism
marTin ‘marThus’ skarOupka - göTTerdrummerung und OrChesTraTiOn The manTiCOre and OTher hOrrOrs, Cradle Of filTh’s TenTh COmmandmenT in meTal,
was prOduCed By sCOTT aTkins, dani filTh, paul allender and marTin skarOupka under seVere COsmiC CirCumsTanCes.
reCOrded, mixed and masTered aT grindsTOne sTudiO, suffOlk By sCOTT aTkins.VOkills exTraCTed By mark harwOOd aT springVale sTudiOs, ipswiCh, suffOlk.
alBum engineered By sCOTT aTkins, wiTh addiTiOnal TheriOnship frOm mark harwOOd and dOug COOk.
Bass aChe By daniel firTh.lead female VOiCe By luCy aTkins.
ChOir COnduCTed and arranged By will graney.manTiChOral pleasures - Jill fallOw, sCarleT summer, luCy aTkins,
india priCe, JaneT granger, peTra sTiles-swinTOn, aniTa kilpaTriCk, rOBerT l. friars, daniel OxBlOOd, JOseph kelly, Jasper COnway.
musiC wriTTen By paul allender, marTin skarOupka, and dJ gunnarsOn.all lyriCs By dani filTh.
puBlished By Cradle Of filTh musiC lTd. Band images CapTured By James [email protected]
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wiTh addiTiOnal images By TraVis smiTh (pages 6 & 20) and kewin miCeli (page 2).Very graphiC layOuT By riChard BeeChing.
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usa - miChael arfin, JusTin hirsChman - agi legal represenTaTiOn - Tim nOrThrOp aT nmd sOliCiTOrs.
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Manticore, also spelled Mantichora or Manticora, is a legendary animal having the head of a woman (often with horns), the bewinged body of a lion, and the poison-barbed tail of a dragon or scorpion. The earliest Greek report of the creature is probably a greatly distorted description of the Caspian tiger, a hypothesis that accords well with the presumed source of the Greek word, an Old Iranian compound meaning “man-eater”. Medieval writers used the Manticore as a symbol of the Devil and as a portent of extreme evil, and it was often cited as an allegory of the sin of Fraud, conceived as a bestial chimera with a beautiful woman's face. Later the Manticore became embroiled as being the true nature of the British Empire's occupation of the Indian Provinces, the lion rampant repainted as a cruel, sadistic monster.
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