“Vram’Ramut, Artisan of Flesh who Writhes Exultant, Dark Sovereign of the Second Circle. I stand among your faithful, and demand of you your blessings.
I offer my body as a vessel of your word, but I do not submit my mind to your will. Vest in me your sight, that I may behold the truest beauty of your works. Vest in me your strength, that I may overwhelm the feeble resistance of my foes. Vest in me your hunger, that I may feast upon the delights of their shuddering bodies.
Plant in my fertile flesh the seed of your unholy power, and bear witness to my culmination.“