The Demon Tide

Horns sound
Over the walls, and
All round
Guardsmen are called
The whole town
Cast in a pall
Like something from a dream

Black wings
Beating the wind
And dark things
Feed on our sins
With vile kings
Pale and thin
And all the children scream
All the children scream
All the children scream

They ride
Ride
Ride
With cold and hungry eyes
Ride
Ride
Ride
When breaks the demon tide

Sharp nails
Tear at the doors
And minds fail
Coming unmoored
As walls fail
Deafening roars from
jaws as dark as coal

Bug black
Skittering waves
The streets crack
Turning to graves
Yell, Fall back
They wail and rave
and feast on living souls
Feast on living souls
Feast on living souls

They ride
Ride
Ride
With cold and hungry eyes
Ride
Ride
Ride
When breaks the demon tide

Hold!
Form your ranks and hold
Grab a spear! Be bold
Get your shields up
High and stem the tide

Drive
Push them back now, drive
Buy your families time
To load the boats and
Run to save their lives
Run to save their lives
Run to save their lives
Run to save their lives

They ride
Ride
Ride
With cold and hungry eyes
Ride
Ride
Ride
When breaks the demon tide

They ride
Ride
Ride
With cold and hungry eyes
Ride
Ride
Ride



Credits
Writer(s): Luke Smith
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