The quiet of the night
infinite silent stillness
so begins the epic plight
souls grow restless,
infinite silent stillness
so begins the epic plight
souls grow restless,
Fascination with the moon
power of a shadow
will arise to it's height soon
no more graves remain shallow,
no more graves remain shallow,
If you remain still
quiet the fear within your soul
the undead will have their fill
but your your heart stays black as coal.
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