this sounds like something that whould fit a characer in a story im working on a psychotic necromancer that every battle with the heros is but a game to him. going town to city leaving nothing but corpses and blood running through the streets all for "fun and enjoyment" anyway really nice song

wonderful

nicely composed don't see much of that now a days

yeeeah

Well done!!!

Sounds Evil

He danced threw their hail of bullets. He laughed as to taunt as he fired round after round each hitting them in the head never missing his mark. He killed them all without even the slightest bit of effort. As they laid on the ground he stood there in his long black jacket his eyes red with anger yet his face was filled with joy.

Your Move...

He looked at me his eye's twinkling with innocence and yet I saw deep within in them. A dark malice that relished my poor confused state as I tried to figure where to go next. There was no openings no weakness only strength and order. I have to do something but what? I sat there my brain racing trying to find a hole trying to think where he made a mistake. Somewhere! Somewhere! Then I saw it, the opening, the break! But could I take the risk? It could've been a trap. But in this game you have to risk it all. I grabbed the piece that would hopefully grant me victoy and set it down and watched as his eye's lost their sparkle and his face became a mask of disgust. I could only smirk as I said... "Your move..."