Faded Flesh

Time is reset, as we're made to relive, the story again, over and over, each moment, each choice, remade, replayed, obstacles changed, trusts betrayed, the beast makes its move, and plays its hand, but so do we, death, is fluid, as is life, for our sins, we will fight, in faded flesh, to get, into, …

Death Board

Names erased, their blood spilt, their sins now with the beast, the fight seems lost, it thinks it's won, and now its drawing down to the final hour, our fate in the hands of fiction, in the hands of the unknown, can my words save us, or will they be unwritten? can the past break …