Spiraling downward and downward in a never-ending suspended nightmarish atrocity
I, a deformed grotesque specimen have been banished to this physical plain of existence to meet my immortal exile and surpass all other physical life
Freedom to suffer out my eternity
Shunned by my prey I walk the night alone
No direction but my own creation
Living out this new found sickness in its infancy
The trail into the future is vague and suffocated by a black fog
Hell envies my hatred and infamy under my cursed blessing
An odd urge and thirst is stirring inside me
The taste of their blood intrigues me
In this realm, I am all alone
Shall I fade into solitude or make it my own
Deep dead silence woods
Smothered in pitch black fog
I am lost
but in what way
I have accepted my envisioned fate
What more is there to take
All other supernatural forces have abandoned me
I have nothing left but myself to kill for
The sunlight is my only way out
Do I end my legacy by the suns burning rays?
Or continue to live out this wretched embodiment of what man calls evil?
In this realm, I am all alone
Shall I fade into solitude or make it my own
Deep dead silence woods
Smothered in pitch black fog
I, I am lost
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