the shadows are my home
and for ever shall i roam
no fear of death or decay
i walk this path my way
even when time stands still
i will feed on my bloody kill
beware the shadows of the trees
beware the shadow that which is me
the shaded path on which i stray
for when i cry men's nerves fray
cursed to roam forever to atone
for the sins that curse me alone
the ones i love stay by my side
then they grow old and i bide
the ones i love and hold dear
those i hold are never near
those i hold dear, they wither and die
but again i return, o how cursed am i
cursed not to see again my beloveds face
to watch this world spin at its horrid pace
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