Tortured soul. Severed tongues. Blinded eyes will not behold. Jagged blade. Lacerate. Pushing forth the flood of death. . Trough flesh and frost. Life is lost. Amongst sin and steel
underneath bay strident wails. Upon coiling spine. She'd ice-white blades of serpent scales. . Frost upon their graves. Furrows fraught with dead. Thill waters to deprave. And slower runs the river red
