First two, then five, then six, and ten.

The ghouls and monsters have come here again.

Now ten, and twelve, then twenty more;

We have many men on this dining floor.

Echoing thoughts have reached my mind,

The Devil’s words are simply too unkind.

My world has crumbled, mirage shook;

The empty feelings, too afraid to look.

My comrades desert, lives all lost.

These wars are mine to fight, at any cost.

But darkness creeps with ghouls and beasts,

So I am left alone to be their feast.

Original Image


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s