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Darkness rises in these rotten halls,
Dust of ages beneath my feet.
Whispers crawling through broken walls,
Where the restless dead still breathe.

Frozen air through shattered glass,
Shadows crawl across the floor.
I came not to pray or pass,
I came to open the forbidden door.

Chorus

Ghosts in exile, trapped in night,
I hunt their echoes in pale moonlight.
Chains of silence, ancient cry,
I drag their spirits from where they lie.

Ghosts in exile, cursed and cold,
Stories of death that were never told.
Through the darkness I walk alone,
To claim the souls that lost their home.

Verse II

Candles tremble, the circle drawn,
Symbols carved into the stone.
Something wakes before the dawn,
Something that was never gone.

Breath of winter on my skin,
Steps behind me in the void.
Now the hunt will truly begin,
Fear itself will be destroyed.