Worse than a god in rage… is a god in love.
I punish lies and deceit,
An eternal damnation of agony and pain.
Yet, when it is my wife whose deception plagues me,
I know what I must do.
Shackle her soul to the lying, cold corpse that she is,
Ensuring that she never escapes me.
And my pleasure.
I am the King of Flesh and Bone,
Every part of her I possess and own.
She is mine,
Death shall never do us part.
Welcome home, my queen.