We have the capacity for Evil
Harnessing it in it's most pure form
To indulge in it's seductive nature
Of Hatred, of Anger, of Lust. . .
When we begin to enjoy the torture
Reveling in the anguish of others
We begin to enjoy the killing
Twisting into the truest Evil
And become the very thing we swore to fight. . .
For it is known amongst us that
When you stare in the Abyss
The pit of perpetual black
From within it's dark depths
The Abyss stares back. . .
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