This twisted wretched place shadowed by the utmost darks of hell.
Dreams of black beyond the bounds of a withered witch's spell.
Where the doors surely are locked
When the sun threatens to wane
Where shamblers dwell in dim moon light
Beyond the warmth of day.
Liars line the roads at dawn, watchful eyes are upon you held
Sacred weapons to the sacred revealed to be unleashed upon the council of hell.
Blood flows down the street at night
Where wolves cry out for flesh
Where a horrible curse taints the woodlands nearby with the forms of the walking dead.
Unholy inversion of hope
Twisting the faith of the meek into hate
Driven insane by the dark one
To bring forth the foul biddings he speaks
The undead are among us
At dawn they shrink back to their silken beds
They dance by night and drink the blood of a child's broken neck.
His spires are growing taller still
Shadows spreading throughout the land
Freeing the evils that sleep within the weaker minds of man.
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Into the tower
Never go
The horrors multiply
Gears can mince the strongest ones
Leaving heroes paralyzed.
The rivers flow with poison
The sand swallows you whole
The ghouls that roam this darkened wood are thirsting for your throat.
Unholy inversion of hope
Twisting the faith of the meek into hate
Driven insane by the dark one
To bring forth the foul biddings he speaks
The undead are among us
At dawn they shrink back to their silken beds
They dance by night and drink the blood of a child's broken neck.
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.comHis spires are growing taller still
Shadows spreading throughout the land
Freeing the evils that sleep within the weaker minds of man.