Yesterday, the world ended.
Consumed by fire,
It burns to ashes.
We run,
But surely we can not hide.
For they are coming,
They have already killed many,
And yet their thirst is not quinched...
How much more is to come,
Or can we even survive any longer?
Many dead litter the ground,
And its only day 2...
Lost in the darkness,
Searching for a path,
Instead, I remain lost.
I stumble and cut myself,
Cursing silently.
Thats when I heard it...
That faint... rustle of leaves.
Where did it come from?
Maybe it was just the wind...
I contiue blindly on,
Only wanting to go home,
Then I heard it again,
Except this time,
It was follwed by the snaping of twigs,
Under someones feet.
In a second,
She was on me.
My fighting is useless,
For she is to strong,
She slings me to the ground,
and sink her fangs deep into my neck.
Now I am hers,
Forever lost,
Forever dead
If I take your hand,
Will you show me the way?
Will you guide me along?
Will you make me belive,
In a world I cant see?
Three went to batlle,
Two lost their souls.
Forever bound to one,
The light shines no more,
And the world has become black,
For those two poor souls.
On a windswept plain,
The last one watched from his perch,
His latest victim he saw,
Then caught the scent...
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