There is thunder in the distance.
Can you feel it?
Riding on
Rolling on
A thousand screams.
Can you hear it?
Blood dark, thick and rich.
Can you taste it?
Crushing on
Cascading on
A thousand dead.
A thousand dead.
Can you smell it?
Black and cold and close and tight.
Can you see it?
There is thunder in the distance.
A storm is coming.
There is no shelter to be found.
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Dark Places
TerrorI am Death. I know who you are... There is darkness and madness in each of us. We must do battle with our own demons. But... What if those demons opened the door in the back of your mind and stepped out. What if they became real? If the night, the s...
