Witchkiller
Cry Wolf
Glowing Dianna, the silver queen Her wretched offspring about to be seen A lurid pull assaults the nerves Exposed to the aura changes occur For those that, doubt he does exist Lurking 'hind shadows and sneaking through mist Beware of the moores, till dawn stay clear Take nocturnal refuge, the beast is near. Tales of woe, sorrows, injustice Mourning the wounds will never heal Stories of the old, legends and fables A fear of the howling, time to cry wolf. With baneful intent he stiffles his prey Vexed into frenzy, beginning to slay Carnivorous desires to feed upon man Overwhelm senses his battle plan Threnodous bereavement immediate their foe Endless in effort, timeless in flow Malicious destruction cannot afford This heathenous hound must be put to the sword.
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