To the shadows of the night
To the deep of the dark
To the moon-chilled sky.
It haunts us
It finds us
It brings us closer.
Seeking fate from sorrow
Woven by hands
Knowing only its lost truth.
Shackled,
We fear it
Trapped,
We hear it
Darkened,
It calls us.
In the darkness that binds us,
In the shadows that take us,
We find its hollow echo,
That haunts us,
That finds us,
That brings us closer,
That brings us closer...
To its fatal metronome...
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