I am the freezing touch that takes life away, I am the one whose soul is unclean. A master of dreams, awakened to the night I haunt the Astral and reap the mortal life
Through the moonlight's mist I enter your soul Which withers from purity I defile I am the Darkness, the Night that lasts forever
Madness, you say! Do you fear me?
Are you afraid of what I might do, of what I might say?
What a fascinating reaction. Don't you find it somewhat encumbering?