Into the night, the quiet, still, and cold
Treading this ground is a task for the bold
Ancient whispers still linger at the edge of the light
Calming your fear and hiding fright

Mistakes lead you now to the middle of the wood
Empty promises haunting while intentions were good
Swallowed by darkness and consumed by fear
Demons are calling and wooing your ear

Alone in the blackness you follow them down
Past a grave and a cross to a hole in the ground
From this hole comes a stench, ****** and foul
Thoughts of transgression ingored until now

Your body goes stiff for a second or two
All emotions have left you, all except two
Unable to run from these demons you dread
As the fight continues inside of your head

Screaming and shouting there seems like no end
Where is God, when the devil claims he is your friend?
All you can do now is turn to the light
Push back the fear to wage war on the night

Swallowing curtains of pain and dispair
As the moon shines above with its luminous glare
You take all your burdens and force them to flee
The battle now ending, you set yourself free.

A light starts to flicker in the dead of the night
A beacon to those enduring their fight
Drenched in sweat from your brow to your cheek
Bearing strength as  a man who once was weak