Your cities will crumble;
Diseased covered glens
The strong falter, stumble
At the end times of men
And the sky rot like flesh,
Torn, gristle and grim
Soil poisoned, and twisted
An unnatural hymn
No reason be spoken
No hope found in sight
Goodness be broken
Love ripped, turned to blight
Rise bitter and heartless
Cold, shivers, and cough
He approaches from darkness
The Laird of Dungorth
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Slivers of Darkness: Horror Poems to Chill Your Soul
PoetryA collection of horror poems to chill your soul, telling stories of strange creatures which live in shadow, jesters taking revenge on those who dare not laugh, and of a vampire facing the end of its days. Open your mind as slivers of darkness paint...
