Oh my goodness, I had a dream about this little guy. I have no idea what the deal is, but here's my attempt to illustrate it. So, Hank was sitting in a throneish chair thing of some sort in a hellish looking cave, and he was singing about immortality and how he's seen many generations crumble and he's the weapon of the gods. I don't know what all of that was about, but it was great. It reminded me of "God of the Mind" by Disturbed though c:

Hank belongs to Krinkels