Lurking silent in this night,
Fearing everlasting blight,
Though souls are pure,
They find no cure,
This one they know,
Will cease the flow,
Of hearts still beating,
Yet souls be bleeding,
Lord of shadows, king of night!
Bring to us unending fight!
So we may die, for all in vain!
So you may now, and forever, reign.
Jaistilin Community Member 
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