| In the far horizon a shapeless darkness filled the sky
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| And slowly with a faint whispering, making the air putrid and unbreathable
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| The nightshadow came crawling…
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| The ground was covered by fallen men, their bodies mangled and torn
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| Upon the Hillside the Final stand, and they knew they would come home no more
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| A deafening thunder shook the earth and lightning split open the sky
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| Rain fell like blood when the heavens turned black and the sun slowly withered
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| and died
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| Engulfing the fallen and standing alike, killing the living and waking the dead
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| A darkness so black it would make night seem like day covered the hills and the
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| plains
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| The hearts of the mortals, all but the brightest, turned to stone black as the
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| night
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| But the brighter the light, the darker the shadow that consumes the source of all life
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| Trapped by the evil he set out to conquer, his soul now cried out in vain
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| His mind was twisted and lost in the kingdom where madness and suffering reign
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| Deformed by the darkness the Nightshade brought
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| Condemned to be killed but never to die
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| Forever in torment, chained to the throne
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| Where the Nightshwadow rules with death on it’s side |