the Lord, "Please let me survive!", as they were locked up inside. Won't it bring you down? This isn't over now. Your prayers are only whispers to the clouds
altar of progress to gods of ambition we kneel, Our database deities--they cannot save us, Microchip miracles only enslave us. The high priests of high
[Episode IX: The Legions of the Imperium Storm the Cloud-Capped Palisades of Gul-Kothoth] [Chapter 11: The Siege Begins] And so the mighty and resplendent
