Night Ritual
Around, all around, the storm clouds gather.My dread grows as the Dark One’s touch falls against my heart.It wounds me, and darkly my blood drips to the cold, uncaring tombstones.In pain I call your name while the Reaper takes my hand.Now alone, my blood falls upon blind eyes.This is because of you.
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