Where the moon loomed over the grass
Where the gates creaked and crumbled
Where the trees whistled and laughed
There sat Shadow Hill
As if almost the world lost its shine
Where eternal darkness lay
In the depths of time
In the rhythm of the devil
Nothing revolves around the Hill
Nothing ever did
People often try to set the darkness free
But something so mysterious pulls them in
Something invisible, something with power
Myths about Shadow Hill are always arising
Many take it for granted
Look closer on the Hill and you will see
A Shadow Princess
Ready to retake her home
