The tales are told
This story's old
Turn the pages of books we dearly hold
Line by line
Another rhyme
About an evil manifesting in our time
The monster comes
In from the dark
Born of the chaos breaking your back
Five times your height
And twice as wide
This beast consumes you from inside
When the air is cold
And the demons march for you
Call on me my brother
Even in the darkest times
You'll never stand alone
We will fight it together
The product of pain
A demons's stain
Heavy with the souls it's claimed
The demon waits
Until it awakes
For anything bright it will break
A life without grace
Moves without trace
A silent killer that hides it's face
It lives in us all
Buried below
For we are forever in it's thrall
When the air is cold
And the demons march for you
Call on me my brother
Even in the darkest times
You'll never stand alone
We will fight it together
Red eyes and darkness are on the hill
Peering down through the mist
Take my hand and breathe it in deep
I know you are afraid, I am too
Take my hand and do not fear them
For I am here with you
For I
Am here
Here
With you
When the air is cold
And the demons march for you
Call on me my brother
Even in the darkest times
You'll never stand alone
We will fight it together