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