The Brighter The Light, The Darker The Shadow-Bloodthorn

In the far horizon a shapeless darkness filled the sky And slowly with a faint whispering, making the air putrid and unbreathable The nightshadow came crawling... The ground was covered by fallen men, their bodies mangled and torn Upon the Hillside the Final stand, and they knew they would come home no more A deafening thunder shook the earth and lightning split open the sky Rain fell like blood when the heavens turned black and the sun slowly withered and died Engulfing the fallen and standing alike, killing the living and waking the dead A darkness so black it would make night seem like day covered the hills and the plains The hearts of the mortals, all but the brightest, turned to stone black as the night But the brighter the light, the darker the shadow that consumes the source of all life Trapped by the evil he set out to conquer, his soul now cried out in vain His mind was twisted and lost in the kingdom where madness and suffering reign Deformed by the darkness the Nightshade brought Condemned to be killed but never to die Forever in torment, chained to the throne Where the Nightshwadow rules with death on it's side