Water running through a stream of thick blood,
As the mucky smell of a foggy forest runs through the air.
The silence of the trees.
And the echos of the owls roam.
As icy fingers of chaos go upon your soul,
Endless sleep looks upon you,
Summer is no longer near,
Souls never escape from the endless sleep,
Bodies taken over by the child of chaos
CHAOS the greatest worrier that has lived,
Caused hatred and rage to this world.
Fear what can not be feared,
For if you take a peek.
You will be enchanted by the discovery of,
The endless sleep
That has just taken your soul