Dim And Slimeridden Kingdoms - Slugdge

Decrepit ruins, an ancient fane in disarray

Rivers of cadaverine snake below obsidian palisades

Bathed in an ill moonlight, igneous spires breaching the louring sky

Resident to dark terrors both malevolent and unseen

Haunted through the heart of darkness

By horrors unknown

A nightmare that never subsides

Wading through wastelands of bone

Sojourn in galleries of anguish searching for wisdom’s elusive pearl

Lost in a lonesome city, witness the last gasp of a dying world

Statues lie broken, shattered in conflicts fought long ago

Roots reaching into black trenches

Reclaiming the earth from the stone

The rancour in its construction outlived its architects

Labyrinthine and monolithic, hallowed hall of the dead

City of shades, a pale reflection of it’s past glory

Where the dead ever roam in the crumbling halls

Now entombed by their greed delving far too deep

Down where fiends never sleep and the light can’t reach

Twisted creatures rend and flay, draped in skins in their sick masquerade

Flesh stripped victims to discard, butchered for amusement in this cursed

abattoir

Dank baneful chasms, caliginous and bare

Where hope is exiguous, all are prone to despair

Where the ill-fated wander in the land of the Pod

Ever crawling in circles beaten back by a dense freezing fog