Scavengers of the Underworld
Nervochaos
Many moons ago,
isolated in the mountains,
a small village once thrived.
A primitive tribe
lived in harmony
for many generations.
But now, the time of reckoning
was upon them all.
The long hot days
melted into cold dark nights
nights blurred into day
As the darkly splendid underworld
Is taking by storm the righteous
Surrounded by the cries
the sinful force were awakened.
Unholy terror is unleashed upon humankind.
Terror with a craving for the eternal power
Of innocent souls bringing death
and destruction to all in its path.
A mysterious drought that claimed
the once fertile land.
Scavengers of the underworld.