In whispers of darkness
as it darkens the sleep
Darkening thunder
darkened as it bleeds
in mystic of darkness
Another hour fades away
disappearing in faces
lost since ages
in yesterday
mourning softly
hidden from sight in
dark alleys and
darker nights
darkest without
the moonlight
that is tonight
dancing through the sky
from the slivery haze
in scars of the night
there is another cage
mister moon has a face
albeit a sad one