• The tears of the fallen are hardly seen,
    no one to hear the screams of the forgotten,
    lives so cruelly mistreated ending so abruptly, what hath say you now?
    Does the word hurt you to say it?
    Does thy feel the power contorting inside thee?
    None shall feel it until it stops your beating,
    who's the scared one now?
    I shan't be the one who says the word now,
    It looms closely now,
    creeping closer,
    shrouding your heart with its power,
    The Darkness is feeding on your fears growing stronger with each diminishing soul that it consumes,
    The loved human that was once is taken over by a mere shadow, what has taken over now is what we fear,
    Darkness.