(A small poem/song) Upon the mists of the forsaken The shadows watch intently The ancient evil awakens Individuals fall to ruin Looking out on the vast divide Knowing that this was divine Good was replaced by evil this time Horror reflects off the sunshine Whorls of intricate destruction I look with great reluctance Apocolyptic terror Now darkness's lair I'm out of my mind Insane, what do I have left Memories out of line Ending it all's just fine