Darkness wallows in the deep
It chains him to his empty keep.
And fighting, struggling to break free
The darkness comes to swallow he.
More he swallows, less he knows
A blizzard of sadness in his mind snows.
Bent and broken, defeated, sad
Stopped with cold, his mind goes mad.
Once upon a well worn tale
A hero ran a broken trail.
The road was long, no end in sight
And the hero succumbed to the night.
Darkness wallows deep inside
Where there is no place to hide.
Apr 24, 2013
Apr 24, 2013 at 2:43 PM UTC
Darkness wallows in the deep
It chains him to his empty keep.
And fighting, struggling to break free
The darkness comes to swallow he.
More he swallows, less he knows
A blizzard of sadness in his mind snows.
Bent and broken, defeated, sad
Stopped with cold, his mind goes mad.
Once upon a well worn tale
A hero ran a broken trail.
The road was long, no end in sight
And the hero succumbed to the night.
Darkness wallows deep inside
Where there is no place to hide.
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