Eravock Dregeono 'The Tormentor' Poem by Vasto Grom

His eyes are cold as ice
and they are always watching

His mouth never moves
for he never says a word

He takes great pleasure in his work
though you will beg him to stop

He will watch and study you
but you will never know he's there

He will make you scream
and you will expierence pain that will make you beg for death's sweet release

He is always watching, always ready
to take you to his workshop and find what makes you tick, he will cause you great agony, then he will make the ticking stop