Whispers of the night,
Hear now the fates are calling.
Speak to me your blazing plight,
And let terror be their undoing.
Whispers of the night,
Let death and despair be their humming song.
As the light evades their sight,
Their gritting teeth the tunes they sung.
Whispers of the night,
Your fiery eyes this night I appease.
Compel their hearts to turn from spite,
Or turn their ankles so we know from their limps.
Whispers of the night,
Sow terror in their minds around.
And as Dawn gives light,
In madness, they be found.
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