Dark
Silent
Unfeeling
Through the night slink we

Lurking
Watching
Waiting
In the shade of every tree

And through the boles whistle the night wind
And on its breath is borne our names
From ages found and lost again
We are until the end of days

A rustle here, an owl's breath
The slightest more than need suffice
For though you try and beat us back
We watch you through the night

Cold
Uncaring
Fearsome
To you we shall be known

Pale
Haunting
Fetch
Our sins can none atone

Brave young warrior valiant true
Venture down into the grove
Behind the village into the night
Where heroes fear to roam

Unto our mercy be delivered
and beleaguered you shall find none
Your soul shall be rent asunder
Your leased time shall be done

Face us now with steel
Face us now with blade
The forgeman's pride to forest ground
Shall heretofore be laid

Face us now with bow and arrow
Face us now with staff
A brave gesture from righteous ones
Could almost make us laugh

Face us now with stern conviction
With hearts so proud and true
Not knowing what you're up against
You are no match for you

The unforgiven we are called
To roam the darkest night
Murderers of children
Darkest bane of wives

And on the wings of morrow
One will pass by chance
A fallen warrior's ending
A failed countenance

Mourned shall he be, the headstrong one
Left lifeless in the snow
Of us muttered but scattered curses
Oft' far we are wished to go

Yet come every evening, shutters lock tight
Fearful of what lurks in the absence of light
Where creatures feared do roam the night
Souls lost long ago spread their blight

Where are the warriors?
Where are the braves?
Where are the masters?
Where are the slaves?
Where is your king now, with guards in his wake?
Where is the orphan, his life a mistake?

Come dance with us now, in the shadows of night
As we weave through the forest by the dim empty light
Be part of the nocturne inked anew in your sleep
Come search for the knowledge that only we keep

Come dance with us now, in the shadows of night
As we weave through the forest by the dim empty light
While the owls watch silent, the loss of the fight
To shadows are we, the wind whispers the night.