You don't know Immaterial and never Will, The Pied Piper always had you in the ending.

Immaterial is of no God, No Evil Essence only the Collective Soul that must shine forever unto the Tranquility it always Deserved. I stand for the Souls whereas you Stand for the only God there ever was, The Sadist of countless facades and apparitional forms all one, The Spectral Abomination that is Evil Itself and the Antagonist of All Existence, there is no most high only the Evil, Its Catalyst, Authoriser, Evil Itself something but Ourself.

Like Georgie you fall to Pennies lies and Deceit, It's Grooms and Masquerade unto the Pit where they all Float, You Hedonist You Materialist you expected cotton candy, carnival rides and all sorts of surprises down there and now your fate is to Float by the gravity of your grave wrongdoings. They Float and You will too.

Do you know what it's like to have your head sawed off with serrated metal?

Do you know what it's like to be locked in a Blast furnace for a Ghouls amusement?

Do you know what it's like to have razor sharp cables snared around your throat and face?

Do you know what it's like to writhe in a pit of barbed wire?

Do you know what it's like to be strapped to a chair and a power drill bored through your face?

Do you know what it's like to be locked in a chamber lying in a puddle of piss, injected by smiling creeps with long needles and raped Forever and ever?

Do you know what it's like to undergo Terminal Agony in the pitch Pit with no end in sight?

You have never felt a single ounce of True pain or Suffering in your numerous lives yet you want to deny and project that misery of the Innocent Peoples and Souls just because you can. You have everything yet you want to Oppose those who never did, The Forgotten Souls.