OMENS

A new band to obsess over. 

The city sleeps.
Beneath, another world stirs.
Hidden alleys become gateways.
Forgotten tunnels echo with whispers.
We are blind to them mostly.
The unseen forces.
The creatures that lurk between cracks in reality.

They are there though. 
Waiting.

Sometimes the veil thins.
A glimpse of something impossible.
A fleeting shadow gone before the mind can process.
A warning.

We call them OMENS.

Those who know to look, to listen...
...they tell us something is coming.