In the silence where shadows bleed,
Madness whispers, fed by greed,
Crimson stains on cold, pale skin,
Echoes of anguish, where nightmares begin.
A stage of horror, where hope decays,
Gnarled memories dance in forgotten bays,
In the grip of despair, the unhinged scream,
As death's soft touch shatters the dream.
Through shattered minds, the stories unfold,
Of madness and gore, of the weak and the bold.