Freezing
Rotting dead city
Buried by war
Empty
Inhabited by
A splitting of sides
Warfare
Spread through 2 factions
Of bandits and mercs
Mutants
Consuming the stalkers
Covered in snow
Corpses
Litter
The streets
Pale faced and drained of blood
Murder
Runs
Rampant
Intent that's filled by greed
Bloodshed
Sprays
Across
The town center square
Freezing
Rotting dead city
Buried by war
Empty
Inhabited by
A splitting of sides
Warfare
Spread through 2 factions
Of bandits and mercs
Mutants
Consuming the stalkers
Covered in snow
Expelling
My rage
Against
Those who
Wish to
Stop me from
Reaching
This treasure trove
My main goal
Is not for greed
But rather a
Different kind of wealth
Only 2 groups
Are blocking my path
Through my sight
I fill with wrath
I must help
My ally in need
For he provides
The knowledge I seek
