Dirge of the Damned

[Verse 1] In shadows deep, where echoes weep, Lost souls wander, cursed to keep. Silent prayers to skies so bleak, Their mournful dirge, no solace seek. [Chorus] Oh, voices cold, in darkness bound, Screams of silence, all around. Echoes haunt, the hollow ground, In this abyss, no light is found. [Verse 2] Whispers stir in ancient halls, Echoes of forgotten calls. Phantoms dance in ghostly thralls, To mourn the fate that darkness mauls. [Bridge] Grim specters weave a haunting tale, Of sorrow deep and souls impale. In shadows' grasp, they weep and wail, Their destiny revealed, in the mournful gale. [Instrumental Interlude] [Verse 3] The requiem of the fallen choir, Echoes through the funeral pyre. In darkest hour, they never tire, In eternal night, their spirits aspire. [Outro] To find the light beyond the veil, In darkest times, their hopes set sail. Though shadows linger, hearts assail, Their dirge of doom shall never fail. [End] [End]