The rain is falling and the shadows have come out to play,

As they terrorize the dreams of sleeping mortals…

The wind whispers dark stories of nightmares in your head,

All souls day, they shall walk the earth as they have done for centuries…

As they walk, they linger in their quest to find nirvana,

But they never find it, and bound the stone of their very soul…

Restless souls dance upon the bones of their former selves,

As the children of the night go forth and seek forgotten friends.

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