Written by: Aseem Desai

		Rising steam from the ashen face,
		cast a shadow on the human race,
	In deadly darkness the night did soak,
	with the horrid stench of the devils cloak,
		head of evil, skull is the wreath,
		the air is full of fear, the fear of death,
	The world is ruled with a staff in the hand,
	the sea is dry 'n' theres blood in the sand,
		there is no way to leave this dreary landscape,
		from the deathland theres no escape............