The lone dark figure, slowly walked on the squelching ground, Sheets of mist drifting along the heaviness of the skyline, With a heavy heart, gazing at the dust and debris ridden path, Large pieces of metal and wooden shards, torn from the stressed structures, Haunted by the souls of the unfortunate departed, Not happy with their undesired fate, They groaned and miserably moaned incessantly, He stood motionless, in this eeriely haunted tragedy, With one stroke, was created catastrophe, “What is left?” He bellowed and screeched as he felt a searing pain.
@DarkSynthAmbient3 ай бұрын
Wow, your words paint such a vivid and haunting picture! Thanks for sharing this. It perfectly captures the essence of the music. Keep the creativity flowing!
@ascendinguniversalbutterfly3 ай бұрын
@@DarkSynthAmbient Thank you so much my dear friend, the very kind and heart warming words. Well done again on all your compositions, amazing!! 😊👏👏💚