As I walk in nightmares
Passing thru a tunnel
of stares
I often chase the
shadows
Playing beyond the
meadows
Where sorrow often dwells
And emptiness swells
I silently kneel to
be mistaken
By the angel that was
forsaken
For it is here that
he fell
As far as the dead
can tell
Drowning in a sea of
tears
Giving birth to all fears
Weaving pain in
golden silk
Breeding disaster in
all ilk
Plotting his days for
vengeance
Sniffing blood like a
fragrance
For darkness only
comes to a few
And at times darkness
becomes you
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