Thoughts behind the artwork...

The Vile Gods Whisper from a parallel dimension so close to ours that their voices can be heard by those who walk among us. Their words plant foul seeds in the subconscious. These seeds feed on the unwary conscience until it is utterly depleted, leaving a corrupted vessel behind. These corrupted vessels are driven to hunger... to feed on the innocent.

-John Alexander (aka SirJohn)