Beneath a canopy of swirling obsidian clouds, shattered stone ruins rise from the earth, remnants of a forgotten city. Shadows dance eerily among crumbling walls and a silent well, while the air hangs heavy with an unsettling stillness, hinting at the horrors lurking just beyond sight.

Darkness falls across the land
The midnight hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize y’all’s neighbourhood

And whosoever shall be found
Without the soul for getting down
Must stand and face the Hounds of Hell
And rot inside a corpse’s shell

The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty thousand years
And grizzly ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom

And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the thriller

AH HA HA HA HA HA HA
AH HA HA HA HA HA HA

AI-generated landscape fantasy art. Beneath a canopy of swirling obsidian clouds, shattered stone ruins rise from the earth, remnants of a forgotten city.…