Shadows in the Dark

Shadows in the Dark,
Hiding and creeping
Until they strike.

Nobody survives
The Shadows in the Dark.

They're waiting for you
And waiting for your soul.

They'll wait a thousand years
For a meal which They savour.

A rumour spreads of Shadows,
Something true passed as gossip.

Darkness consumes all,
Anything and everything.

Darkness lives where Light will not reach,
Where Light cannot save men's souls.

They live forever,
Those Shadows in the Dark.

The End

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