The Fading — Salem

My life is fading, All that's left are memories. Vestige from the past. A fire-storm of fear. I'm shadow of a man. One foot in the grave.

I remember times of chaos. A fire-storm of fear. Nothing can escape From mortality.

Man begins to feed on Man. Wanted by demons of the past.

I remember times of chaos. A fire-storm of fear. Nothing can escape From mortality.

The leaders talk and talk. But nothing can escape the avalanche.

Fire-storm of fear.