What's it lurking in the shadows behind you,
Be aware my friend, the darkness around,
And of your choices or The Evil will find you,
What's it lurking in the shadows behind you.
In the fields of darkness run young one run,
Now you learn what was and is true,
Playing with Death isn't much fun,
In the fields of darkness run young one run.
Yet what's the light which shines o'er yonder,
Be it a place to you, unseen,
"Absence makes the heart grow fonder",
Yet what's the light which shines o'er yonder.
There He stands in a robe with a sling blade,
Now your end's real thus so must be,
Behold your life is slowly unmade,
There He stands in a robe with a sling blade.
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