Eerie fog, static radio sound
Beware ye who enter the mists of ashes
The creatures of Sin walks the streets
The town , once peaceful on the surface
Under its dead void form
Life penetrates with sickening movement
Slithering forms gash out bloody curses
Rotting pieces of festering skin crawls
The darkness veils their broken forms
Rust fills every creak, every corner
Eternal moans, silent cries of pain
Endless torture, neverending mutilation
Helpless in their deformation, destroyed by vice
A god will be born, marking the day for Paradise
And on the edge of it all
A sign says: Welcome to Silent Hill..














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"Beauty is unbearable
Drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity, that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time - Albert Camus."
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