Under Cover Of Shadows

Those who cast a blanket

Of perpetual dusk

Those purveyors of vile, black mystery

Those cults of the arcane

Speakers of murky tropes

And those who wear a mantle of threadbare illumination...

Be gone!

Draw your weapons, bare your claws

The conjured beast is nigh

The violent cleaving of the ground

Is not a trick of light

Strike forth, lash out the song of war

Dark spirit hounds can kill

Scuttle and run or hide again

And on they follow still

On and on

Under cover of shadows

To lie still is to wither and rot

Paralyzed eyes (of silent lies)

On fear they do feed

And murder with calm folded hands

Unloose the fire in your lungs

Spit venom, seethe and fume

Scatter the bones of the incubus

Cut like whetted stone

Fight on, fight on with axes drawn

Pound thunder from the drums

Rive the misty flesh of imps

Tear out their prattling tongues... Ride on!

Under cover of shadows

Silence will fester and hollow

Spellbinding fire and smoke in our eyes

On relic charms they must feed us lies

The blanket of dusk has fallen

And black mystery still rising

And again recite their creeds

There are no truths that cannot bear falsity

There are no things never known

No secret doctrines

There are no words that are never to be touched

They'll tell you that the sun's disappeared

And night stains eternal

(Don't ever close your eyes, don't ever turn your back)

Gray fades to black (Blackness is light)

The dark sky descends to blot out the shadows

The ones you hold so dear... fallen

Like the very last tear

Remember the night before

Bind the cloak and hide under cover of shadows

Under the cover of shadows

To lie still, to wither and rot

Paralyzed eyes

We secretly hide

On relic charms they will feed us lies

Lift the cover of shadows!