I am the cancer that quells the withering hearts of man, And I am the urge in the veins of the pure. For in that darkest corner within the darkest dream, Awaits the burning dawn of glory. In the shadow lands where the old ghosts dance, The night begins to sing. And the heavens fade with the remnants of a dying sun. I am the dark you fear, I am the fear of the dark. The heart ceases to beat at the center of a hollow world. I am the dagger that stabs. We are murderers of light. Come children heed the tune, the Devil's luring croon. Now take me where the horrors thrive. O secrets of the deep, what lurid tales they speak In astral realms where illusions die. I am the burning sky, which sears the final tomb. And I am the grip of death that spawned from Lilith's womb. And I am the wind that blows your monuments of sand. Dark is the world I reign.