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White is the mark of this sighting, black is it's soul Dark is the soil where it haunts upon Jesus Christ! You were never capable of protecting these desecrated woods Shadows over Lammendam Shadows over Lammendam It's the point of death's return for a grand c...

Bewitching spheres I sense when the temperatures fall. Whilst dusk quickly devoures all light inside the Townshend's hall. Ghostly phenomena I have seen... roaming it's huge corridors as if I dream abysmal dreams. 1835; the year that colonel Loftus saw dark t...

"Al Betekent Het Mijn Dood" This storm, lightning, fierce winds and monstrous waves! A demonic tempest! My men complaining.. I command! We set sail! "I beg you, my captain! Christ has forbidden to set sail on Easter Sunday!" "What!? Your God!? May he...

Sunday, October third. 6 p.m. rain... I was ordered to execute seven prisoners. Lined up, blindfolded and chained to a stake in a field. It seemed as if my bullets couldn't reach them. Instead the seven grinned and seven horrible visions of war, one by o...

He came home with trembling bone and spoke: "Evil roams the sea!" I caught a glimpse of something I describe as witchery. They must think I am weird. My wife and daughter upset by what they hear. As we go to bed, I kiss my loves goodnight then close my e...

Another tale of tragedy. He made the choice to end his life. So it is written, passionately. This soldier's fervent wish for suicide. His soul torn asunder by the horrors of war. One carrying so much death will soon care for life no more. On the first d...

Fifteen-hundred-thirty-six Her age has come, the crown affixed Her only wish is to conceive Whilst burning those that shun belief Countless years of bloodthirst And hundreds sacrificed All hanged, quartered, cauterised The Queen's still longing to giv...

Come Catharina and kiss the gold medal, a trophy for the most respected man around. Breathe with me from the opium pipe and drink a little more wine. I love you, but not as much as my sea, ship and crew. What?! Now you hide your fears lest it becomes your...

A blackness comes forth, thick clouds from the North A serene cemetery atmosphere Transforms into one of melancholy and drear The wretched remaining seek shelter ahead Huddled together, shedding tears for the dead And ‘midst the silence before that storm...

Ouija, are you there? Ouija, are you there? Is there a presence among us? Ouija Ouija! Dark is the memory I set out to forget We used an oracle board to contact the dead Beyond boredom and reason, we asked the name of the entity The glass suddenly mo...

One year later, still traumatized by her ghastly screams He tastes and smells her burning flesh in his most sickening, hypnotic dreams These illusions seemed so damn real What a nightmarish ordeal! My lady's corpse was never found within the remains Even her...

The crew froze as he wiped the blood off on his coat And threw the helmsman ruthlessly overboard. In defiance of the storm, that kept them anchored for so long, he swore an oath to forfeit right and wring. irreverent he cussed loudly: "I will round the cape...

Neither white pebble-stones nor crumbs of bread were left as a trail for them to be led along crooked old trees looking like twisted shapes of the dead. Then they saw a beautiful snow-white bird sitting on a bough. It flew away and they followed it until...

This is tugboat Grey Star. do you read me? ...position 5412 north, 0524 east... This is tugboat Grey Star, please come in! I repeat: This is tugboat Grey Star. Does anyone read me?! "Jij zult verzuipen in je eigen bloed!" (YOU WILL DROWN IN YOUR OWN BLO...

Ethereal Veiled Existence A few years later an author of sea-novels, entered Raynhams dominion. Captain Murryat chose to spend his night. In the room where the poltergeist most frequently arrived. There hung a portrait, a sketch drawn of a lady. It was the fac...

Staring, screaming "Bring my map!" with clenched fists. "Colonel, Attaquez l'Allemagne!" "Tous nos hommes, sans aucun remords!" This storm of sacrifice will reign! I have conquered! "Murdered!" I am your leader! "No! You slaughtered us all!" Déserteurs! "We'l...

Hear this legend: A saga of despair from an old southern town called Sjilvend The elder peasants warned us, we should fear a hidden unmarked tomb in those marshy woods not far from here This is the saga of the white ghost haunting Lammendam There a sick refle...

Ghost, a lost semi-transparent appearance Soul, a fog-like human form of mental anger, caught between life and death A threatening presence of an invisible personality It keeps bewitching the sceneries of earth instead of departing to a much more blissfull wo...

That night was weird restless and bright for the moon kept shining this awkward sick light The winds came forth as if it sounded like a little child No hundreds! Weeping as if they realise it's time to die Raindrops keep falling and falling like tears Like t...

Once upon a time, back when the Devil had a temper For he was repulsed by love for as long as he could remember He knew of a bond, that flamed fiercer than fire Husband and wife he ached to see burned at the pyre So he summoned a witch before his black th...