When darkness strikes and foul wind blows, people pray for hope and light. When heroes come, the darkness knows; it strikers them down, devouring their soul.
The people die, all hope is lost. The darkness cackles, clad in death. Though vanquished light may be, the people pray for it each day. It doesn
The people die, all hope is lost. The darkness cackles, clad in death. Though vanquished light may be, the people pray for it each day. It doesn