And then came the darkness
And the only thought that was was
When will the light run out
In the light of the tiny flame
panick ensued on the cold floor
And the cloaked figure seered
And couldn't see
In the presence of the monster
Which was not far
I dared not breath
I tried to stop my heart
But it was no use
Breath had to be drawn
Damm you, you smoothy brawn