Sunday, April 3, 2016

CHARIOTS OF HELL




Dark blue clouds fill the whole sky.
Puffy cotton balls up high.
Rumbling sounds all around.
Crashing noises of loud sound. 

Chariots of hell are coming here.
We need to get away before they near.
Hell has opened to let them out.
They come for us all this dark night.

THE DEAD GAME 

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