| Watch all the mortal men, try and make a stand. Falling at their own wicked whim. The darkness commands. It demands, it forces them into destruction. Devestation. Ahnilation. Morbid desires of death. Listen to the night, it speaks of wars to come, battles that shall carry on for centuries to come. Blood pouring from the sword, bullets penetrating flesh, death from above as the bombs rain down. Casulties arise, the numbers of dead is the score! Can you feel the pain! as your wounded body hits the floor! this is fucking WAR! The visions never cease, as you lye bleeding, begging, saying please. Blood soaking the ground, your body laid out, over comes a shadow and shroud. Enveloping you into another world. |
