Black are the robes of the elder He who knows truth from fable Destined to live a life of misery Demon by his side Fear overcomes you when you speak of him Death clouts your mind and chills the bone All he can offer is his misery Slowly coming home
Black are the robes of the elder He who knows truth from fable Destined to live a life of misery Demon by his side Fear overcomes you when you speak of him Death clouts your mind and chills the bone All he can offer is his misery Slowly coming home