Creation of light Choked by a pole in the ground Captures of light Become inerted
In the lowest darkest pit I feel them crawl Through my darkest hate and spit I see them fall
Nightmoon on the hunt to dominate Shades moving faster than fire Since the dawn of shadow men Faster than fire Faster than light An outcast obsessed by shadows Crippled, weeping, gnashing of teeth
Night terror The sun has been blocked Crippled by darkness Burning despair From the shadow keeper
