The ancient moon
The cry of the wolf
The heralding of the owl
Knowledge of the raven
We of the dark always listen
We here the unknown
We are the rivals of day
Unwanted by many
When we speak we only speak truth
Tho you call them lies
Your mind covered in a shroud
To honest are we that it breaks many
With time you have forgotten
We have not
You say we are fiction
Tho we are real
Will you heed our warnings?
Will you ignore them?
You must decide
Child of dark and light
Who has become the power of chaos?
Destruction