On a surreptitious and freezing night A lit candlestick is our only light it'll be soon before it dies and becomes dim and we'll be back to the night's dark rim
The monsters only exist in our minds It was a huge part of your finds but everything you said was a lie without the candlestick's light you'd cry
Then an eerie murmurous voice came from nowhere said that in this labyrinth there's one answer and to find it one must have no fear to the demon that morphs into your worst fear
There's one way to extinguish the demon's might is to let him see the bright candle light to morph him back from the demon he become to the prince he was originally was from
I found a lot of demons trapped in this imbroglio and now i have lived in a seraglio