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My sight
Cast in a black and white shadow
Calm, still
I watch, silent, through the mirror
Nothing
I follow the traces back, the blood drops
Cold wind
I feel it, I hear the heart beating quick
No more
No more
All that remains is no more
The stone steps,
Each leading farther in
A stagnant silence
No life remains within but caution
Blue
Blue eyes
Blue eyes shining like the hottest fires
Frozen cold
Haunting, hating, violent, and dead
A warning
Deaths' hand, guiding, to remind us
To remind us
To remind us of the tide of terror soon to come
Those left behind,
Those who were lost
Those who seek revenge
A warning
A warning of what is to come...


Beneath the catacombs
Below the tombs,
They gather in mass,
Waiting to ensue
Lost beyond lore,
Old as the sky,
An ancient evil,
From which none can hide,
It claws for release,
It screams for blood,
Its old stone cage
Cannot hold it long.
The long I walk inwards
Towards the fevered howls
The stone shivering
Drawing from its power

Fear, fear like none have known before
I pace slowly, begging, begging 'no more'
To peer upon these dead, once loving kin
Now hate in their blue eyes, long since dead.

My sight cast in a black and white shadow
A warning of what is to come.

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