Year: 2018


Lust of a Dying Breed – Denoument   Tendrils meander through the etiolated populous, Sickening columns of smoke pepper the horizon, Red skies look down upon a cracked wasteland, Wind-swept streets filled with the stench of, Burning bodies, Crushed skulls, Severed tongues, Broken bones. Watch as mankind wastes away, Vultures blot out the sun Beasts […]

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