TheySpeakInSwarms-Himsa

A calm sought out So raid the guild thru faint alarm Forging static to the horde amiss the thrall (the rule at helm to countdown and hell's collecting heads) Omens awoke in fiends of need to remain forlorn Residual horror begs for life to no avail Flesh is fortune the fight is fortunate A threat to severe for satire and fault Tapping the vein from fear and fang Detained in darkness stalking droves of aid Appetites or indecisions will devour benediction the last tick of a life long lost Faith and disease has buried this town in exhuming doom Biding time assailants expound in a birth of ruin Bloodshed resumes unforgiving hunger stated as hunters take their hits A faction arose The curse is granted one to be the savior enforcing martyrdom - now prey Perseverance in persecution looms unforeseen Avenge for exile the gist to grave at zero hours end Stunned in sound - but they'll be back