This new existence of mine leaves you awfully frightened.
I've been born again with my senses heightened.
I hear you pray, "Dear God, please let this night end".
I am the unholy creature living in caves
and coffins filled with cursed dirt from fields of the black death.
I'll end your life and start it again all while you are sleeping.
We can't stay here any longer.
At this point I'm too far gone.
The night is young, it's getting colder.
I sleep by day, dead to the world.
My shadow engulfs you into a slumber,
one that you will never wake from.
There's no turning back from here.
This cold existence will haunt you forever.
You've been had and now you're trapped.
All dreams die in my desolate castle.
My teeth sink into your quiet slumber.
I sang her soul, the call of the death bird.
I spread my wings to escape the horrors of the night.
It spread like scourge through a ship.
One by one they all fell to me.