Hymn to darkness

It seems Lilith is singing a rather ominous song. https://suno.com/song/55826857-f0c9-4a16-a43d-7abc38900d52 Midway through, Lilith noticed something. (Katarina) Katarina, the enthusiastic fan who had given Lilith a bouquet of flowers, had entered the live house. Unlike her usual self, she was dressed in a quiet, noble mage-like manner. Moreover, perhaps trying to remain inconspicuous, a figure resembling a priest-warrior was lurking nearby. (Tch, the self-proclaimed "Light Clan"? What are they up to?) However, Lilith, a seasoned thief with advanced bard skills, continued singing without showing any signs of distress. She seemed to put more power into her lyrics. As the song neared its end, one of the priest-warriors approached Lilith and urged her on. Katarina glanced back with a lingering look, her eyes meeting Lilith's. (Katarina!! Don't go!! Resist!!) In that instant, Lilith understood what had happened to Katarina. Far away. Not just the distance between the stage and the audience. And then... A group of people in different priestly robes appeared. One of them, an older middle-aged man, clearly a thief in Lilith's eyes, with a swift, gliding movement, he approached the group of Supreme God's priests and whispered to the priest standing beside Katarina. The Supreme God's priest, his face slightly changing at the words of the phantom thief priest Charlie Wood, took a step back. Lilith, feeling a slight gratitude to the eccentric middle-aged man for giving her precious time to hold her friend back, sang her final phrase. O flame burning in the darkness Continue to illuminate our will Break the chains, tear down the walls Those hands will become the light of freedom The voices of bloodthirsty gods Shadows of other realms seeking domination We are the rebels, the rejecters Those who stand against that darkness Hear! O gods of destruction! We are not your prey! Freedom is protected not by trade, but by battle Walls built with blood, sweat, and tears! Take up your swords, raise your will! When that voice cuts through the silence Gods of darkness and gods of light will be judged equally! Our name is freedom! Our path is equal! Falaria, god of darkness You are the guardians of freedom Beyond the cycle of destruction and rebirth Grant us the power of choice The battle never ends Freedom is stained with blood But that blood is what gives birth to light!