I see the people's eyes becoming cold, like walking dead without a soul
I can feel their emptiness inside
Once lawful now engaged in crime, cities fall into immoral times
Shadow men have taken all their minds
The darkness comes for us we cannot run and hide
Evil will take control, enslave us for all time
His army swiftly grows, his soldiers fall in line
King shadow lies in wait, with plans to bring end time
I cannot help but see the coming storm
Omens of the damned won't be ignored
I must seek the elders prophecy
I must build an army of my own, calling forth all banners from the throne
I'll enlist the hero's progeny