Beware the shadows

The dark of old

Beware my children of the dark and cold

For therein lies

An ancient fear

Without a light

Your end is clear

A hungry beast

Your flesh awaits

A morbid feast

A dismal fate

In an instant you are gone

Your warning calls to you in song

Know your instincts

They are your friend

Beware the dark

Beware the end

Without a sound

Without a sight

Your end is found

In the lonely night

It is not just in your head

It is not just in your mind

Believe me when I cry

It is under your bed

In the blackened corners

In the alley ways

These quiet mourners

Learned this the hard way

The shadows move

And without a sound

Can bring an empire

To the ground

With a careless step

Or a lazy eye

All your companions

Will wave you goodbye

Beware the dark

My little child

Beware the black

And count the shadows

Beware the dark

Beware the cold

For just as in the tales of old

The shadows will come and eat you up

The shadows will come and on you sup