There's a devil waiting outside my door. It's bucking and braying and pawing at the floor. He's howling with pain and crawling up the walls. He's weak with evil and broken by the world. He's shouting my name and asking for more.
And he's old and he's stupid and he's hungry and he's sore and he's lame and he's blind and he's dirty and he's poor. Give him more give him more give him more give him more give him more give him more give him more give him more.