It was a night like any other
People were settling into bed
Little did they know
They would soon be dead
The pubs are full of people
Drunkards, forgetting their troubles
Over a pint of ale
Little did they know it would be their last

An abomination, the black mist of death
Creeps slowly into town
Not a soul is awakened
Not a drunkard is sobered
But the mist, it knows what it wants
Death, above all
The town will soon be gone
Lost, for evermore

In the dark it moves
Silent, unseen
Spreading to every niche
Through every crack in the walls
People die one by one
Their lifeless bodies consumed
As their souls watch on
Weeping tears of black blood

At dawn, the next morning
Nothing is left except an empty village
Their Bodies reduced to skeletons
Flesh eaten
Their restless souls still linger
Weeping uncontrollably
They are bound to this place
They shall never rest

Victims of the black mist!
Restless in death!
Victims of the black mist!
Cursed to suffer!

Victims of the black mist!

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