Canticum de Nocturnis

Haunted Folktales

From twilight's edge, they softly sing
Their voices cold as winter's sting
The air grows still, the night unfolds
As silence grips the world it holds

No path is safe, no flame is bright
Their whispers steal away the light
They call your name in secret tones
Beware the night, or lose your bones

Veni nocte, anima perditorum
Vocem tuam audimus, ad tenebras ducimur

In shadows deep, their eyes appear
Invisible, yet always near
Their hands reach out through endless mist
To pull you into their abyss

The wilds will weep, the stars will fade
The forest turns into a grave
You'll feel their breath upon your skin
And know that you are trapped within

Veni nocte, anima perditorum
Vocem tuam audimus, ad tenebras ducimur

No torch can pierce this timeless black
No wayward soul will make it back
They gather close, their song so sweet
The chill of death beneath your feet

Their silent march, it never ends
The night is where their power bends
In every breath, in every sigh
The Nocturni will pass you by

Veni nocte, anima perditorum
Vocem tuam audimus, ad tenebras ducimur

Their song it fades, but still it calls
Through haunted woods, beyond the walls
The Nocturni rise as day will cease
And find in night, their endless peace

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