(Death)-Night's Army
In the dark of the night
You hear whispers from afar
You hide your fear
Hoping you will be passed by
You continue walking forward
With the feeling of being watched
As the whispers grow louder
A heavy voice is heard
The captain of death
Come my minions
Come by the billions
Arise from your slumber
Souls are waiting
To be added to the numbers
Of night's army
