Pale Blood Sky - Green Druid

Colossal footsteps upon the ground

May this night finally end

Hide in brick and hear the sounds of their wreaking breath

Sinking fast in this pit of despair, their claws scratching at my door

Get out, get out, this can’t be real

I only want to ignore

Pray to gods that hate the living, tell the children good night

The dark ones come when they get hungry

Spread your wings and feel the bite

The fog sets in, creeps under my skin

The night turns cold

The blood begins