First, child, you should be spelling my name correctly. Quetzalcoatl. It’s a difficult name, I don’t blame you! Anyway, I need you to be pure of heart. Not for now, of course, it just makes things easier during actual human sacrifices. You wouldn’t believe the paperwork, it’s like filing taxes. Only the tax forms are human hearts and blood. And the Assets are also human hearts and blood.

Damn it, if it isn’t a gory enough story alone, we don’t need the grimy human heart of a man who dances a little too close to the necrophila line. Have you ever seen blood and oil mix? It’s literally a tragedy. Bugger, there’s a crapton of scary words that came before. Trigger warning all around.

Anyway, was this about a song? Yeah, here you go:

SOMETHING MISSING:

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