Oh Darkness
Oh Darkness You rise with resolve at the dusk of every morn With never a blossomed flower to welcome you They spoke first of you in the book of books Oh my child but even today they try to chase you When you approach thoughts spawn in lonely souls But you still smile and set out to protect the homeless Your cold hand stifles the courage of the young girl Oh my child but even today you fight what malice whispers Your cold hand plants doubt in the brave soldier at the post But you still continue to feed the woman of the night You want to help but with you travelers are always lost Oh my child but even today you still want to do what’s right The silence and the dead are your only friends For all come to you but never with trust that is strong or true You were born this way to serve the world Oh Darkness, how your mother needs you but can’t love you!