The Sickness unto Death

Apollo Andromeda

 

The mouth which cannot scream
The mind which cannot dream
Scars paralyze the Walking Dead
Dread has conquered even the well-fed

The light which shines in the darkness
Weeps for those in the Valley of Death
Those who walk the Lonesome Road
May never walk again.

Pale death comes to fruition
Even the stalwart fear trepidation.