Daemonic howl growing near. Darkness begins flowing from my eyes. Masquerading as blood and tears. i can feel it twisting, contorting my insides. The internal struggle Ive been hiding all these years. Boiling up from the ground, encasing all around.
This Hell is no stranger, I am engulfed with anger. I can feel love no longer as The Darkness grows stronger. Ive become an empty shell of my former self. Walking a path to a land where blood is wealth.
I can see it no longer...
The light at the end of the tunnel...
Has burnt out...
