Endless hordes of evil are ravaging. With them came the hounds. Beings so vile, all fall before them. Consume your people by the hundred.
Fate worse than death, they will not die but fester within the hounds. Combined with the foul stuff of chaos. Their will to survive consumes them, Manipulating forms with torment.
Gestating within the folds of flesh, daemons, they beckon you forth. Prepare for rebirth. Embryo of foulness, screaming forth his name. Larval form progressing, single-minded rage.
Horribly sickening, now they rise. Bursting forth screaming, now you die.
Charnel pit, a place of grotesqueness. Deep it delves, mirroring darkness. Hounds approaching, pregnant with nausea. Vomit oozes, a heap of un-life.
From the refuse rises, hideous leering beings, gibbering with their madness. Sickly pale and shivering, shaking in the sun, seeking flesh to stop the burning.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.