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It is not hands that summons this mural of ACC mascots (and the Georgetown Hoya) in various positions of pain and suffering. It is the desire.
Ah, the suffering. The sweet, sweet suffering.
The video. Open it. We shall come. Then you must come with us, taste our pleasures.
Unbearable, isn't it? The suffering of strangers, the agony of friends. There is a secret song at the center of the world, and its sound is like razors through Georgetown's tubby flesh.
Welcome to the ACC, Louisville. We will reap your sorrow slowly. We have centuries to discover the things that make you whimper.
Glorious, is it not? The creatures who walk its surface, always looking to the light, never seeing the untold oceans of darkness beyond. The Garden of Eden. A garden of flesh.
What you think of as pain is only a shadow. Pain has a face. Allow us to show it to you. Florida State, We... Are... Pain.
Do we look like someone who cares about what God thinks?
Temptation is illusion. But the time for trickery is past. In this game, we show ourselves as we really are.
You think your nighttime world is closed to us? Your mind is so naked. A book that yearns to be read. A door that begs to be opened. A talon that deserves to be broken.
Your suffering will be legendary, Notre Dame, even in hell.
See you at Trapper's Pizza, everyone!
