Thursday, February 4, 2016

T’Leth


The name brings shivers down my spine
Childhood memories are not fond
Of the ancient Lovecraft nightmare


Men racing deep to fathoms unknown
Searching for the great sleeper
With twenty eight souls long gone


The titan road awaits us
Great screams grow from these bulbs
No disputed barricade, just pain and death await my name


Hastily arrival brings surprise
The nightmare here at last outstands
Terminate it, that’s my will
No more victories just endless pain

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