I am not done by any means, I will be back to your pitiful plane. And
that is all I will promise you now. I am Euronymous, and you can't hurt
what doesn't hurt. Death is a circle and I will always return. And I
will still spit in your face. Try to break me, my experience is nothing
but, a number. And you can't break a mind that won't be set to my
bodie's own existence.

I'll see you soon, both of you.

Euro!nymous.

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Ero, in the year 460 AF.