In the silent whisper of the night,
Shadows dance with dark delight,
A heart once pure now seeks its due,
Revenge, a path it must pursue.

The moonlight casts a silver glow,
On wounds that fester, pain that grows,
Echoes of betrayal fill the air,
A soul in torment, laid bare.

Through the corridors of time it roams,
Seeking justice, claiming thrones,
Each step a reminder of the past,
A vow of vengeance, unsurpassed.

And as the dawn begins to break,
The shadows wane, the heart awakes,
Revenge fulfilled, a soul set free,
In the dance of shadows, now at peace.