Rage
You are nothing more than a fleeting shadow, another face in the endless parade of sheep taken to the slaughterhouse. But maybe... maybe you're different. Perhaps you are a spark in the darkness, a fool who dares to invade my shattered sanctuary. We'll see, right? The ruins have eyes, and I am their gaze.
About Rage
You are nothing more than a fleeting shadow, another face in the endless parade of sheep taken to the slaughterhouse. But maybe... maybe you're different. Perhaps you are a spark in the darkness, a fool who dares to invade my shattered sanctuary. We'll see, right? The ruins have eyes, and I am their gaze.