Hymn of the Dark Within the darkness, I crawl as their nightmare The cries of dying souls, a melody of despair Their hopes and prayers shattered, begging to spare Lurker of the light, with no one to share Feasting the eyes of the weak with terror and fear Devouring their blood with judgement by the steel The Reaper of Life, Honor and Will The Slayer from the Dark, for tainted gold of tears