Sparkatale

When the wind in the west

Returns to us with magnitude, 

To wake up our spines

So we posses, and intrude

 

The bodies that surround us

A fragile, sensitive flesh

Who walk amidst our flames

Oh, their souls we'll compress

 

When the lives they have lived

Are lost within our realm

While we contort and conspire

In the depths that we delve

 

'Til the depths are all filled 

With sweet sorrow and despair

An army of thousands

Oh, this world we'll ensnare 

 

So we'll thrash and we'll curse

'Til the bodies are broken 

A war of depravity 

Though, we dare not kill them

 

For the goddess of darkness 

Will take them as thralls

She'll turn off the light

And force them to crawl

 

They'll beg for the sun

And the security he provides,

But this blanket will dissolve 

When the darkened night sky 

 

Engulfs the last glow 

Of that docile, useless moon

So they'll shroud behind walls

And slowly fall to ruin

 

So with the wind we'll rise

And absorb every soul

With the goddess by our side, 

The Kin will take control.