Seeker of souls
Addicted to emotions
Created against the light
Night's roam and beyond
But you've seen us
Shadows all twisted and burned
And you've dreamed it
Everything will be burnt
Spoken in a thousand tongues
Ghouls who mock your cross
Fear disempowers from abuses
Shadows absorb to feed their lord
Into a pitch black world
Molded and shaped
Feeded by the hills of dismay
Creata sum pascere
Immundus erit vester

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