The Fall of the House of Usher (№ 463094)

I promised you recognition. Here it is. I knew. Deep down, in the witching hour. I knew. I knew that I would climb to the top of the tower over a mountain of corpses. We told them that we were easing the pain of the world. This is our greatest lie. Pain cannot be destroyed. There are no painkillers. Imagine this on a label. Although, I would sell this too.