The Adversarial Incentive Within All - Valkyrja

Incantations Of Past Horrors Again Brought To Life, Whose Eyes

Are The Might Of Death, To Reap And Reap Again.

May It Be In

Form Of Fright Or A Temptress Dressed In Lace — Its True Face

Is A Gruesome Abomination.

Piercing The Quiet, As Every Night

Before, With Alluring Voices.

Landscapes Left To Rot Behind Its

Turned Back.

The True Face And Its Purpose Shown — Open Up

The Burning Eyes To Aim Once More.

Behold Your Face In The

Mirror And For The First Time See The Flaws That Lies Within

You — Fears And Remorse.

Is It A Shadow Behind You Who Put

All Thought Aside?

Is A Voice Now Calling Louder Than Before?

For All The Answers To Your Questions Is Death.

For You

Are Like The World — Turning In A Restless Pace, Awaiting

A Storm To Great To Outlive.

Each Birth Bears To Fate.

Each Seed Hold The Will To Rot.

This Does Adapt To You As

Well — Your Blood Is Not Running Pure.

Have In Mind, You

Walk In Denial — You Are Always Being Watched…