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The Dark Ones Come
Darkness surrounding
Endless night
Hatred seething
Pointless fight
Nothing's left
In this dying land
Sword's dropped down
None take a stand
The crops burn high
The moon shines red
Now all the people
Lay down dead
Shadows dancing
In the fire's light
Darting to and fro
And out of site
The dark ones come
To claim this land
Nothing's left
But death and sand
