The End

Pitch shadows echo upon the moon
Vacant stirs the halls of doom
Inside the shudder of a breath
Empty dreams lends cold caress.

Deep terror touches on timid souls
Icy words as the story's told
Like quiet thunder in the night
Silence shatters foots in flight.

Hallow whispers besiege the mind
Insanity wrestles hands of time
Inside the cloak of darkness falls
The lipid voice of Satan's call.

So strong the pull upon the quake
As heart, soul, and mind all break
No ransom held to the command
As fire flashes from his hands

Deep in the soul comes faint resign
No fight is left against his kind
Evil hisses from deep within
Among the court death descends.

Scattered chaos comes the morn
Death lilies on the graves adorned
Black statues stay their final fears
Upon the heart of vacant tears.