Hymn of the Dark
Within the darkness, I crawl as their nightmare
The cries of dying souls, a melody of despair
Their hopes and prayers shattered, begging to spare
Lurker of the light, with no one to share
Feasting the eyes of the weak with terror and fear
Devouring their blood with judgement by the steel
The Reaper of Life, Honor and Will
The Slayer from the Dark, for tainted gold of tears