But still she was there, who was there before Soros, and before the first stone of Rockefeller; and she served none but herself, drinking the blood of Wealth and Men, bloated and grown fat with endless brooding on her feasts, weaving webs of shadow; for all living things were her food, and her vomit darkness.
But still she was there, who was there before Soros, and before the first stone of Rockefeller; and she served none but herself, drinking the blood of Wealth and Men, bloated and grown fat with endless brooding on her feasts, weaving webs of shadow; for all living things were her food, and her vomit darkness.