can you hear them their weary screams of agony traveling back from the blackest regions of their hereafter you may have to hollow me to understand this mortal blasphemy we are born of the blackest hearts we all are heirs to the morningstar do you hear the caitiff choir faithful to none but themselves now do you see them can you see me now can you see that we are born of the blackest hearts we are all heirs to the morningstar disheartening isn t it to find that man is inherently perverse disheartening isn t it that man is inherently evil do you hear the caitiff choir faithful to none but themselves we are of the blackest hearts we all are heirs to the morningstar