Alone into the darkness...
On blackened steeds they ride,
But when they come approaching,
All we know to do is hide.

They are the forsaken ones;
Slaves unto the night,
Unrequited souls,
Who are all but forced to fight.

They fight for a hope,
For a chance to atone,
To atone for their sins,
For their sins have made them alone.

They long to live again,
Yet to know eternal peace,
But their problems lie within,
As they turn from men to beasts.
 
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