Scaping from the reality...
Twisted visions of the red nights.
The horsemen galloping in the sky.
Giving life to the zombies.
The pestilent fog appears.
Nuclear winds blow my face.
I can see my bones.
But my spirit wants to give me away.
I have thousands of questions.
But no body answer to me.
The cold of the night call the darkness.
I couldn't see the sun never.
The moon was the nearest sphere.
Giving me magic powers.
Nuclear winds blows my face.
I can see my bones.
But my spirit wants to give me away
1 | Infernal Bloody Chapter |
2 | Profaning The Temple Of Bones |
3 | My Apocalyptic Domains |
4 | Blizzard Devastation |
5 | Bend The Head… Because You Will Be Beheaded |
6 | Malignant Matter's Collapse |