They bring cowards,
The foulest lore
And the dreary nights, who shake the mor'n!
Rivers of ivy, and mountains of thorn.
So it shall be in the valley of scorn
What wondrous beasts await? In
the coming of dawn.
Wild and fair! Dangerous and free.
The maidens of the cursed, the bringer of fears.
The harmony of the dead,
The voices of the damned,
With wrung bloodied swords,
He shall rise to command
Let the wolves howl, and the ghouls wander,
For their master has awakened, from his thousand years slumber.
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The lord of Darkness
FantasyBlack roses Red eyes Black Castles Red skies A mysterious kingdom where souls linger, where servants vanish in the blink of an eye, and the mundane shiver. Let it be known of the master who rules this dark domain. The defiler, The torturer, The curs...
