The Crypt
In a dream i saw a man . A face not strange to me.
He stared at me while i was asleep and wispered in my ear.
He led me through the corridors of my anscestral home.
He stoped one step before one wall, and then i fainted.
In the eldest wall of my home i found the entrance of a CRYPT.
The view i saw was so obscure,
alien remnants, pentagrams and candless of the floor.
THE CRYPT was made as a passage to the gates of reality.
And just when i realised the truth i was in a different shape.
I hear thousants of sounds like bestial laughs,
deafening flutes and daemonic choirs.
Possibilities fall under control,
unfolding new dimensions.
