Nocturne

Call it what you will -
a revelation from god, or a curse of the demon king.
The fact remains that our world came to an end.

A heretic called upon an unearthly light, and devastation ensued.
Chaos crawled out of the depths of the ocean, from the black abyss.

Death upon death... Nothing but death in this barren land.
Who can we pray to? There are only demons and fiends here.

A voice in the dark beguiles me:
"Truth is a mystery, unraveled by the candles' flames."