The Might of the Shadow Isles

As we all see the shadow fall, Some of us will heed its call, As the fog forms it muffles our cries, Shrouding the dead that will soon arise, Ghouls and abominations of olden story, Are guided though our lands by Yoric Mori. A spectral rider charges down our shore, A twisted horse seen only in lore. The recently deceased are back from the dead, A human like creature summoning spikes of dread. Our screams are in harmony with a chains rattle, Farming our souls like a herd of cattle. As vengeance pierces a spear though our heart, Spiders embrace pulls us into the dark. Karthas joins in to make the death count higher, If you do not willingly join their lord, Mordekaiser. This battle is lost. Our kingdom is in denial. This is a warning for all- Do not underestimate the might of the Shadow Isles...