A blaze of fire,. Days of the damned. Rituals of the ancient. Summoned in my darkest dreams. The people of a blood God. Revoking the demons from beyond.
Morning dew covering the blood soaked ground. Rotting corpses lying all around. Where dying screams roamed before. Is now replaced with deathlike silence.
Dreams of the murdering art. Mary see through the eyes of the dying. Hear their screams, horror seed. wrapped in human skin, entangled in pain. She wishes she will never dream again.
Hordes in pace!. In a quest to crush all life. A malignant human sacrifice. My needs of death has not yet been fullfilled. therefore i command you invigorated man,.