Stiffled screams Breaking seams Dream fading Still hating That creature Cursed Preacher For once be silent Eyes violent Broken face Tears with no trace What a disgrace To a superficial race Threw me down Now I drown Soul dark Darkness stark Surrounding me One, to be Forever now Weak, I bow Command my soul Life you stole Black as coal Abyssal hole Come drain Bloodied vein Pouring out Painful shout Eyes glazed Hopes razed In your name Since you came Blood was cried People died I'm alone On golden throne King of sadness Rising madness Building rage Smashing cage To be fine Dream of mine To be free Just to be! --------------------- wrote this 2 days ago. the throne was meant to be golden, but gold is too bright, too warm, too alive. cracked stone is more suitable. cold, cheap, weathered. thus the king of sadness sits on his throne of stone, a frozen statue himself, forever lost in the torment of his imprisoned soul --------------------- dude is default poser 4 dude with a 'Tribal' outfit created by someone whose name i do not know. crappy-looking throne made by yours truly --------------------- i rendered it again with slight modifications in the bump map and the lighting. bump map a bit more... bumpy, and the light a bit more opaque so as to get the volumetric shadows showing a bit more