Skitz J. Fitch
Blind and screaming I am birthed upon this world covered in someone else's blood darkness greets me for the light could not find me .
I was not meant for the light a sickness I bring upon you for I am blight , Destruction of all you know death to all you hold dear I am unstoppable spread by your own hand.
Orders I do not take only life I do not bargain there are no deals to be made this was brought on by your kind , Run all you like I will always find you for once the light fades darkness shall consume .
like a murder of crows the shrieks of the dying are carried by the wind a sign of things to come your time is at and end and mine has just begun . Hear my cry sing my song tell my tale I am blight and I am the consumer of this world.
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