From the Manifesto of the New Dead:
You who are alive are transitory. The dead are forever. We are not, though, the old dead. We will not stay and rot in the earth. We will not be asigned heavens and hells like unruly children. We will not rise neither dead nor alive. We glory in our death. We glory in our decay. We have already marked your children like the bread crumbs in a fairy tale and will use them to come back. Dead and terrible and oh so hungry.
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