Pearce
The blood of a thousand men shall flow
In the rivers and through the snow
And death comes for all who are left
Death shot
Man shall die, the last of the gods fades into legend
Mortal and god alike none are safe
Death claims all, and then he to is destroyed in his own wake
The darkness seeps from an unknown grave
From the depths come monstrous beasts
Lurking in shadows and feasting on fear
There in the catacombs daemons rise
In the dead of night
To feast on the souls of the damned
Come the night the dead shall rise
To seek the flesh and bone and blood
To quench their never ending hunger
This is ShadeBreaths tomb
To be evil one must have:
• eaten the fruit of the devil
• drank the blood of a demon
• broken all the laws of reality
• escaped the clutches of death himself unharmed
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