Reavers March

I hear the call

I can't ignore it's sound

I feel the hunger

The time has come for me to earn my existence

I am touched by the forgotten divinity

I am no longer without a purpose

I have become a part of the Evermurk

We are the swathes of somber shadows

We are the harvesters of light

We are the murk at the edge of the worlds

We are the hunger, we are the Evermurk

We are the Evermurk

I am a thrall

That which my soul has bound

I did not know

Yet now I march on the ashen path

I am touched by the forgotten divinity

I am no longer without a purpose

I have become a part of the Evermurk

We are the swathes of somber shadows

We are the harvesters of light

We are the murk at the edge of the worlds

We are the hunger, we are the Evermurk

They are the darkness that makes up the night

They are the void in the eyes with no sight

They are the hunters of all that is bright

They are the murk at the end of time

We are the darkness that makes up the night

We are the void in the eyes with no sight

We are the hunters of all that is bright

We are the murk at the end of time

We are the Evermurk

We are the darkness that makes up the night

We are the void in the eyes with no sight

We are the hunters of all that is bright

We are the murk at the end of time