Call to the grave resound in my ears
They hail from beyond my darkest fears
Faces of the past are etched in my brain
the witch hunters I've raped, the rag man I've slain
Slithering shades are sliding on the wall of bone
Demonic hordes dance in the halls of mist !
Walk the Aeons, Enter the Dungeon
Proposé par Dark Mogwaï le 19/06/2012