Freyna

Intro There were signs of course. Signs that humanity had finally dug too deep into the crust of the earth, or was it that we flew too close to the sun? Regardless, we knew, though we turned an eye, pretended that we hadnt brought upon ourselves the decimation of the world. The machines of our flesh and bones began to rot while our minds corrupted, and the streets ran red with the life water of our friends, elders, and youth. And those that resisted prolonged the falling of the mask that they wore, of which their mental fortitude deceived the masses and they set themselves as the gods of the burning foundation of civilization. And so we walk, our minds have been felled by the madness that our hands have created, we have brought the fall of man, and we now bestow upon the terra, an age of madness that defys the good of the books we belived in. The only gods that are left are the ones that walk the torched ground of which the stars have fallen on. Of which the earth had spewed and swallowed. And lo, your pain here will birth you into a form as twisted as ours