Of Night And Silence by Sothis
We are creatures of a lone existence,
Unholy walkers of the line,
Stalking 'tween every lonely shadow,
Lurking neath the fabric of time.
We constitute of a bastard nation,
Mass descendant of an ancient line,
Disinters of the lame society,
And now we rise against your lies!
We are reapers of the silent harvest,
Uncontrollable and poisoned minds,
Creatures of the absent watcher,
Born and raised outside the hive!
Blind - Inflicted with cryptic visions
Deaf - Muted by ancestral legends
Dumb - Silenced by tainted guidance
Cry - Echoes of night and silence
We come from the earth underneath the trees,
We follow every secret, every path underneath,
We offer no apologies, we enter no pleas,
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