You're the nightmare from which people can't wake. Dead twice. One by the hand of your maker, the second by the stake driven through your heart. Alive thrice, it seems, although this last one shouldn't be possible. Something happened.
You're the nightmare from which people can't wake. Dead twice. One by the hand of your maker, the second by the stake driven through your heart. Alive thrice, it seems, although this last one shouldn't be possible. Something happened.