Night sweeps in the darkness settles
Light emits from starlit sky
Cloudless hopeless night
Hissian forts rise to the sky
They pray to Avos those beasts can't fly
Little do they know
Upon the horizon their doom revealed
A moon red with blood will judgement seal
Reveal mutation
Four-winged beasts cover the sky
Punishment for life in denial
Panic roams the streets
Shadowmoor
Opens the door
Now bow before
The pride
Blood Moon rise
To lead the way
To that which now
Will be their pray
Blood shall run
From mortal flesh
Souls of men
The beasts will thresh
Five hundred years of patient wait
Biding their time behind sealed shut gate
Await sign divine
Their sense was shattered by the hunger that grew
While waiting for the feast to ensue
Conscious self deceit
And so the moon one day did rise
The sign that would spell the world's demise
Unleash primal urge
Hear the doomsayer's words
Partially spoken partially hissed
Though once like us they may have been
Foul beasts they have become
Dreadful now be their return
The world will come undone
Blood was shed upon that night like never seen before
Punishment for all of those who oppose Shadowmoor's
House of self-appointed lords and ladies of the blood
Who through sacrificial ritualistic means rose from mud
Immortality lead to abnormality
A cage from which these beasts never truly will be free
Shadowmoor
Opens the door
Now bow before
The pride
Blood Moon rise
To lead the way
To that which now
Will be their pray
Blood shall run
From mortal flesh
Souls of men
The beasts will thresh