Darkness falls and daemons sing
In perfect harmony for their dark king
A melody so beguiling
Stylish and haunting in styling Does weave a storm of mournful cries
The damned plead to black skies They wish for freedom, something they cannot have
For they have tossed away such things
Now even something so simple they cannot grab
The daemons song ends
A haunting melody now over and done We'll hear it again on the next black sun
In perfect harmony for their dark king
A melody so beguiling
Stylish and haunting in styling Does weave a storm of mournful cries
The damned plead to black skies They wish for freedom, something they cannot have
For they have tossed away such things
Now even something so simple they cannot grab
The daemons song ends
A haunting melody now over and done We'll hear it again on the next black sun
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