So, WTF, right? Pretty gross compared to my other stuff. I spent the entire day working on this, sweating it out like I was on fire. I couldn't stop.
Every fly is someone who 'eats up' the disgusting decay that the world makes us dish out.
'Be something we can EAT!'
They consume those that believe in them. They take anything you've got, and bury their eggs under your skin so their young can feed on whatever they couldn't stuff into themselves.
What's wrong with wanting to be loved? It's a natural human emotion.
We become fake, soulless, dead things that revel in the decay when we lop off their own heads in sacrifice to the world.
But the dead CAN be brought back to life.
We were made in the image of something greater.
Will you fight?