Coming upon the thirteenth hour
In the midst of All Hallow's Eve
We bore witness to strange events
No sane man was ever meant to see

For amongst the ruins of fallen pillars
It crawled forth
Slithering from the black and vile
Bearing the ruby eyes of a killer
It crawled forth
On its face: a razor-blade smile

You know not what you've done
Nowhere left for you to run
Pray for the rising sun
For you the day never comes

For after shadows fall upon the stones
The runes glow
Calling upon the scourge of time
And there's no escape from your own sealed fate
This you know
Yet you tamper with the sublime