The fog is getting closer
The darkness coming through
Crawl under your bed
Or they'll come for you
Creeping ever closer
Coming right for you
They have a thirst, a hunger
And you're never going back too
They'll give you a choice
Join them or lay to rest
Either choice brings pain
What is left for you to gain?
You choose to join them
To make blood your feast
Just don't forget to remember me
When you finally become a beast
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