A WITCH’S BREW
Our paradise is lost,
Never to return again.
To the winds, we are tossed,
Peace to be replaced by pain.
Like a cold witch’s brew,
An Oasis for all.
Now a hell for the few,
Who remain to tell all.
THE DEAD GAME SERIES
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SUSANNE LEIST 