As the sun buried her smile beneath the clouds
Shadows stirred and silence fall
The long awaiting evil spread her wings
Weaving a mysterious path to darkness
The owls howl, a music for the night
The moon grew full, evil lurk around
Be warned, evil had broken out
In the dark their teeth gnash, thirty for blood
Their groaning filled the silence, swiftly they moved
The moon cast it spells on the serene atmosphere
Giving room to darkness.
The shadows of the night were not for mere men
It was for the cursed souls who roam around
Their whispers echoed, hungry for more blood
Run or you might be their meal
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