Cross it at your peril
Душа, стремящаяся обрести вечный покой - должна спастись от смерти. Ты, стоящий на пороге тьмы, - иди же в Данвич!
Your Time Will Come.
Some are born great, some achieve greatness, some have greatness thrust upon them ...and then there are others.
You've made it through Halloween, now try and survive Christmas
You Haven't Got A Prayer.
All they need is...
Нет веры без крови
and the Mystery of the lamp
Never grow old. Never die. Never know fear again.