Tales of the shadow
Creeping in the night
Tales of the hunter
Searching with keen sight
'Tis an endless dance
The pair of them make
The hunter to save
And the shadow to break
The Soulstealer comes
In the witching hour
While people are dreaming
His chosen prey cowers
The hunter steps light
With his weapons in hand
When he finds the dark beast
There he'll make his stand
For 'tis his sworn duty
To guard and to save
From the dark in the night
And the shadow in day
Mar 9, 2014
Mar 9, 2014 at 7:56 PM UTC
Tales of the shadow
Creeping in the night
Tales of the hunter
Searching with keen sight
'Tis an endless dance
The pair of them make
The hunter to save
And the shadow to break
The Soulstealer comes
In the witching hour
While people are dreaming
His chosen prey cowers
The hunter steps light
With his weapons in hand
When he finds the dark beast
There he'll make his stand
For 'tis his sworn duty
To guard and to save
From the dark in the night
And the shadow in day
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