Making a DOOM Film - 002

Consider supporting the film on Patreon - Here is the Poem an idea's for corrections was be largely appreciated. Twisted corridors deep within hell the moans and the dead that are far from farewell There were no monster no real one’s but there are. as the call of the Demons can be heard from on far But a hero emerges the last man standing with everyone dead he is top ranking So go forth guy, or Doom Slayer? Double barrel shotgun and rusted chainsaw Time to Avenge Daisy, your one true love RIP’N’TEAR from the man above Facebook - Twitter - Instagram -