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Realm of shadows

Loud voices of ancient guardians speak through the howling wind,
calling the names of those who have departed
but have gotten lost amidst the fog of forgetness
Welcome to the realm of the shadows

The high mountains made of dead bones keep the sun away in an eternal twilight
The moon is never seen, the stars don't shine
The sky is just a blurred variation of gray
Welcome to the realm of the shadows

An ever felt cold freezes the adrift spirits of the unrest ones
Those who walk in the endless road to nowhere
Demons are companions, but in this land
even demons have fear
Welcome to the realm of the shadows

This place is beyond the bright fields of Heaven and the dark valleys of Hell
Home of the cursed souls
Lordless land of nameless agony
Welcome to the realm of the shadows

© 2005 Eduardo Magela Rodrigues

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