In the evening night time shines
The darkness becomes king
In the evening the Shaman rules
Where there is no good to cling

The Shaman demonstrates
All the power that he can do
For the Shaman wants me locked in prison, where all my fears come true

This is a place that's hard to leave
A snare that never fails
This is a place of horrors come true
Where to good there are no trails

This is the place the panda is trapped
In a prison of fear and pain
The bubble is gone, the dream has fled
As the Shaman brings out a chain

Way down here
Where screams are common
The people shiver with cold
Way down here in the darkness below
People listen to the Shaman

Everyone is locked up in a cell
Everyone in his own
Here is a place where they are all alone
The place where evil calls home

In this prison the people cry
For a redeemed to come and save
But so far they only here
The mocking voice of the Shaman
"Soon you'll see your grave"

The people are are locked
Inside despair
As the Shaman laughs
And casts his glare

He chants a few words
And pain arcs through your bone
The Shaman cackles and smirks
As he sits on his dungeon throne