strip away v a n i t y;; [lb]

[valon]

This town has its claws buried in my neck
This town, it takes lives, without mercy, without hate.

Man has been surrounded by stories of creatures that should not even exist: the Supernaturals. Vampires, Demons, and Lycans. While there have been claims for these creatures to exist, it has not been proven and accepted entirely by mankind. Those creatures are nothing but fiction, and perhaps, life would be better if that were the truth.

The streets are in distress
The sun suffocates behind darkened skies.

The Supernaturals exist among us all, they pass by us unnoticed and unsuspected. That man across the street; Vampire. How about the woman and her child? Lycans. The little girl with a lollipop; Demon. You wouldn’t know the difference, they go through everyday right under our noses and we never suspect a thing. We’re blind to the truth, we don’t want to believe. Many kill to survive; they toy with us for entertainment. The Supernatural are disturbing the stability of the world, and are ever increasing in number.

The grass is growing on top of my feet
I'm sinking, won't be long, before I'm too deep to run.

They have existed since the beginning of time. And what opposes these creatures? What keeps the balance? The Old Souls and their Guardians. The Old Souls are hunters, destined to slay the Supernaturals. They are simple human beings, yet every time they die, their soul is reincarnated. The Guardians are Angels, their soul purpose is to protect their Old Soul, and they are the key to the Old Soul’s existence: kill the Guardian and the Old Soul will cease to live again.

The line up seems endless
Underneath the salvation signs.

Fenwick. Never heard of the place? Well, not many people have. Fenwick is situated in America, a city that keeps to themselves; they don’t advertise their city to bring the people in, Fenwick only really heard of through word, or just people arrive at the city limits. Yet, despite this, the number of inhabitants in Fenwick is considerably large. People just keeps on coming, yet what brings the people in? A force. Yes, that’s right, a supernatural force that acts like the center of gravity; encouraging people to discover the city named Fenwick.

We are the dead ones, we are the lost cause
We are the bend before the break. Our steps seal our fate.

This city is a rare area that inhabits all three Supernatural creatures (Lycans, Vampires, and Demons). Of course, along with the creatures come the protectors of man kind (Old Souls and Angels). But what really makes this city unique is the number of human Awakeneds. More and more humans are beginning to realize that something isn’t quite normal, they are beginning to see things that they shouldn’t see in the first place.

Because this city, this city is haunted
By ghosts from broken homes.
Because this city, this city is haunted
And there's no hope left for these souls.

The battle between Good and Evil, Right and Wrong continue in Fenwick. The balance is tilting one way then the next. There will be no end to this way of life. Old Souls hunt the creatures, and the creatures kill the Guardians in order to kill the Old Souls. Humans are constantly being victims to the supernatural creatures, and there are times when the creatures turn on each other.

Every step I take I leave a small piece
Of myself behind. Soon there will be nothing left.

And as you drive along the road and see the green sign that says: Fenwick 20 km, can you feel it? The force? You’re in the boundary now, it’s pulling you in. Can you hear their call? Can you feel the curiosity grow stronger within you? Before you even come to a decision, you have reached the city limits. Another green sign is on the edge of the road: Welcome to Fenwick. There’s no turning back now.

strip away v a n i t y;;
Just as you consume me

I stare in amazement,
I can't believe this is where I live.
^{lyrics © alexisonfire}

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