The pushing and pulling Ripping and tearing They shout, they grabbel They never let go They pull you down and never let you up. You try your best to never let go You know what is there in the pit Stop in darkness of your mind A shadow that speaks nothing but hurt From which you will suffer defeat
You have met it before and it brings nothing but gore. Once you let it fully consume all that was good. When you woke, your world had been shook. The screaming was no longer just in your head. Neither was the hurt nor disspare. You had taken what you could and now blood was at your food. Another bleed and wept. Was it deserved, does it matter? Now you know the shadow is a source of power and strength. Do you grab, it use it, let it control you? Or do you master it, become better? The choice is yours. No matter which direction you pick You are changed foreve
Here we sit in deepest dark
On the world is strewn with battle marks
We sit a watch waiting for our sign
Seeing nothing but blood and grim
Yet we have to bite or time
In the light we see them fight
Fight, for power, fight for might