Seeker of souls Addicted to emotions Created against the light Night's roam and beyond But you've seen us Shadows all twisted and burned And you've dreamed it Everything will be burnt Spoken in a thousand tongues Ghouls who mock your cross Fear disempowers from abuses Shadows absorb to feed their lord Into a pitch black world Molded and shaped Feeded by the hills of dismay Creata sum pascere Immundus erit vester