Theres something that I never knew,
A deeper thought that burnt me thru,
And even in the darkest nights,
You fill my soul with hollow lights,
With blackened bulbs that burn me so,
That even pull the best of souls,
That show no mercy no fear no sound,
To let the others hear around,
Yet as you glance at first might seem,
As hell raising as past regime,
A newer light not filled with hate,
To take the stand and let none wait,
But those are hollow promised dreams,
To many filled with darkened screams,
For in the night no one fill find,
The last pure soul last of its kind.