Ever been bitten by a ghost?

This page serves to honor the memory of Tommy Doom, The Reaper of Souls, one of the greatest Hunter, Slayer, Fighter, Gamer, or Friends ever to play the game. Lost but not forgotten.

R.I.P. Old Friend

The Vault of Midnight Podcast Archive and Wayback Machine links to the original account are available on request.


The Place Where The Dead Go And Speak Riddles To The Living
It is the time of burning leaves,
The crispness of the air has awakened
Memories both dark and hidden,
Memories of past feasts partaken.

I sit comfortly in this silent room
Computer keyboard beneath my fingers
Yet ... my mind is never frozen here
In times past it wants to linger.

I 'see' a bonfire raging on a hiltop
With my people all gathered around
Our prayers to the Gods I shout,
Yet, in my dreams I hear not a sound.

The drums beat, the people dance
Wildness fills the autumn night.

The Other Side is so very close--
The Veil just beyond the fire light.

I reach, I feel, I almost touch...
Spirit fingers entwine with mortal
Then dawn's first light appears
And seals again the fragile portal.

I turn away from the cold ashes
Let the wildness leave my aching soul.

Another year til another Samhain...
On that night again I'll be whole.





Lyrics To The Samhain Song "Samhain"

Salt the dead, you close the veil
The changer of shapes alone on hooves
Autumn's cold brings the pagan dead
Who seek the warmth of the samhain fire
Do you want a paradise
Do you want a sacrifice
This is the night to feast and dine
This is the night to laugh at death
Go go
This is the night to feast and dine
This is the night to laugh at death
Do you want a paradise
Do you want a sacrifice
Salt the dead, you close the veil
The changer of shapes is alone on hooves
And the autumn's cold brings the pagan dead
Who seek the warmth of the samhain fire
Do you want a paradise
Do you want a sacrifice
This is the night to laugh at death
This is the night to feast and dine

-Tommy Doom