I count human skulls for sheer good luck.

I count human skulls to help me sleep at night.

I count human skulls to help relieve my agonizing stress.

I count human skulls to help pass the time.

I count human skulls simply because I can.

I count human skulls because I want to.

I count human skulls because it’s fun.

I count human skulls and collect human bones.

I count human skulls by watching them crumble through my hourglass.

I count on the angel of death to bring me my beloved skulls.

I am the assistant of the angel of death.

I count human skulls because I am the skull counter.

I count human skulls for my dearest master.

I count human skulls, I count, and I count, and I count, and I count.

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