Part 4 of a seven part mini album done for

Unrest

Absolute is the chill in the air, as I ponder the world before me a wind most foul cuts through me, a moment I stand as Unrest grips me, no wind is that foul save the wind on the breath of evil. The night slows to a crawl as the plants and trees wither inwards, as if to escape the coming reckoning, my cloak flutters as the world grows darker still, and it comes. The blackest darkest abyss I've never dared to imagine..

It has no idea who; in this freezing night, it has just encountered. As the monstrosities rise and darkness pierces the painted sky I ready myself, I brace my feet and hold my ground.. It's coming, but this is it, this is my stand, and this is it's end.


Enjoy~