Night crept over the town
The rain fell quickly down
A chill wind blew with unrest
As the moon rose in the west
They summon brothers big and small
From over yonder hill they call
They shall bring with them death and fear
Until there is no one left to shed a tear
The next day they will be gone again
Taking their curse to another plain
Getting ready to dine
On another town like mine.
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