The worlds a black hole,
It's been days since all light was stole.
Not even I can escape it,
Not a single place in the universe is lit.
Somehow I still manage to see,
I wish someone would take that from me.
It's all blood and gore,
It was a long drawn out war.
We didn't have time to rid of bodies and blood,
It covers all existence like a river during flood.
As the last of the fallen lay still and dies,
I feel all the spirits around me rise.
There's a glow all around, a deep deep red,
Coming from me, so it's I who's Queen of the Dead!
I'm no longer afraid of my mystical sight,
I must use it, harness the power, I must find the thieves, the stealers of light.