For the one who follows me everywhere
There becomes one that is
Following me everywhere
Even know it's a her or a him
He still follows me
From now
And then
And then his shadow looks weird
He is Darkness
In the trees below
He finds out
And he starts killing
Goodness
He fights
With the door
That leads into Magicke World
And even though
He fights with a sword
He rode into the woods with a black horse
And a brown saddle
Everyone is afraid of him
But he only passes by
When you did something bad
On purpose.

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