i never know what to write in these. |
The prophecies convey a dreadful end,
the words in blood are unable to mend...
Great gray king of forests
He feels his pack draw near...
Bound in endless slumber for a thousand years by...
Prophecy fortells this day she rises from the...
Darkness ebbs away from skies seared red with...
Black clad monsters offer children to their...
Oh Canis Lupus
Us humans don't treat you so well...
Blood red messenger
Come to the war horn's call...
If the brain inside my head could measure methods to be dead, i would weigh them all right now and take the fastest route to hell. |
Flashback to the day I died |