Turn to face me,
The whispers in the trees.
Turn to face me.
As I caress your cheeks with ease,
Turn to face me,
And i'll swallow your soul in the breeze,
Turn to face me,
The darkness without light,
Turn to face me,
and my gentle,
Gripping might,
I am quiet. In the shadows,
The Lord of the Dark,
The evil at the back of your mind,
The rot within your heart...
Turn to face me, then you will see,
The good is gone, it's time to flee.
Turn to face me, at my party tonight,
Rejoice in the undead ...
... it will set you free.
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