The tales are told This story's old Turn the pages of books we dearly hold Line by line Another rhyme About an evil manifesting in our time The monster comes In from the dark Born of the chaos breaking your back Five times your height And twice as wide This beast consumes you from inside When the air is cold And the demons march for you Call on me my brother Even in the darkest times You'll never stand alone We will fight it together The product of pain A demons's stain Heavy with the souls it's claimed The demon waits Until it awakes For anything bright it will break A life without grace Moves without trace A silent killer that hides it's face It lives in us all Buried below For we are forever in it's thrall When the air is cold And the demons march for you Call on me my brother Even in the darkest times You'll never stand alone We will fight it together Red eyes and darkness are on the hill Peering down through the mist Take my hand and breathe it in deep I know you are afraid, I am too Take my hand and do not fear them For I am here with you For I Am here Here With you When the air is cold And the demons march for you Call on me my brother Even in the darkest times You'll never stand alone We will fight it together