the real deal The russian's under the knife. Black blood pouring rythmicly, and someone shrieks nearby. A bad quality of air around, still no sound. As a final gurglesong he close his eyes and will die young. Be aware of the tracks you leave, there'll come a time of return. This soldier died to feed the larvaes underneath his skin. Oh, how they crawl to feast on this fresh carcass. I'm almost entertained.